Luyện nghe bài hát Prisoner 1 & 2

Mislaid plan a mess made
Damnation, let's hands and spades
That's without, a boycott and a
Afro-Black pick in with a out
the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, a trick out
preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard call for [?] time
Sick, sick, sick from the nose pressure
snip, zip ties on the protesters
Six wives in the fry of a
Met him at a bar out in Odessa
Dirty needles breaking all the old
A hoes, one shovel and some old treasure
[?] use thief as a gold
Finger rolls, finger waves, closet of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and some old
Now he doing double life, while she a double life
Man, he need another
New approach might help a nigga better
New hoes might help a hold together
Or will the new lane lead em' to the pen
And the hunger strike in em' to the tin

Love is looking over errors
And is habitually accelerating terror
[?] I just wanna be collected when I call God
I wanna be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

Getting slammed from the protest, no
Force fed him like OB with a tube
Visions say consult the yogi with the gold
With the going bowling for the old school
I need for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the
Three hots and a cot, and cops
to find dinosaurs in the Bible
It's all quiet in the
Then they in to find the empty cells out
They was looking for the swords, was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at they feet, I'm looking for the lord
in the library, looking at the law
10 years deep, now I'm at the bar
sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the morons
They degenerate, ain't looking at the game
They just looking at the scores, they be putting on my
Cause I'm looking at the stars, a shank for some crank
Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the
AV got the kitchen on PC
Eminem on a mission, but CO's got the
God got us all, God set us
God is the key, but the got the doors

Love is looking over various
And hate is accelerating terror
[?] I wanna be collected when I call God damn
I don't wanna be not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

on the glass, stare at some killer
Might him in the ass
getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, the shank around on a mop string
They had to pull him out the cell a SWAT Team
That's a cop team, sent hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering
Man, he thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, take
a letter on a string, like propellers on a wing
But they find the key
They made electric chairs for his dying
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and
On Death Row Suge and the late Pac
Maybe he could dig a out of A Block
And wear gloves for the gate top
thugs going crazy in a caged box
Looking at the through the TV
And they gone, over beats from the tabletops
Ay! how it is in a police state
When your life is just a number and date
When you're rehabilitated so
And let's hope that's how you're living you're set free

Love is looking over errors
And is habitually accelerating terror
[?] I just wanna be collected when I call God
I wanna be accepted not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner,

They sell souls
They sell they
They twelve, they old
old as hell
Old as jail, old as
Sold so much salt, ain't no more salt on the
You a too, you living here too
You just us, til' your shift get through
You could look like us, you know shit get
You be in cuffs like us, you should get strike 2
You should get like life, you should get woo!
You should get that twice! You should get
The road, that's no parole, and no control
Over your own soul, so control, your own control, that your folks can hold

You better watch these (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock these
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw the key
I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)
You better watch these (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock these
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)

watch these niggas (en garde)

5th year the DOC
You can see CO see
opt his COP
3 hots and a
Lived in a small town, his life
left like [?]
Either working at the prison, or no lights
In the system working the pol-ice
In the prison niggas for rights
Got a malice, on the side of the bars
niggas get smart, watching niggas get strong
Watching get home, he jealous
But deep he jealous
With sweep down, he tell us
With each peep down, he us
Wrong one gon' knock his ass out
why he gotta lock all the niggas out for
Warden told the boy he better calm
Step back from the brink and put the down
But how the whole world in your sound?
It's why they treat like shit
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face [?] on your knees cause these niggas snap![?]

You watch these niggas (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the guard watching me
(I'd away the keys)
You better watch these (en garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock these
rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key
I'd throw away the key like the coast watching me
(I'd throw the keys)

You watch these niggas (en garde)