Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, 'n projects
Sewers with foul blockage
The gutter's and every child watches
top locks with ripped off hinges

Doors off, drunks stag off smidoff, wipe your beard off
dope fiends in wheelchairs stare
Vision blurry, 'cus buried in they mind are stories
Bet a mirror image of that 70's era

He's for the rest of his life, till he fades out
The liquor workers miss him but then it plays out
So ways out the hood but no signs say out
Mental slave house gats go off, I show off
Niggas up north, talk, till they time cut off

You chill if you short, prepare a deep thought
To hit the again, get it on
Get paper and breathe again
Plan to leave somethin'
So your name'll live on, no matter what the game on

Lookin' out of my window
Oh, I feel
Lookin' out of my window
Oh, it me feel, so tired

Yo, if this the cake then my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish and them will grant you
Impatient once but in those angels and bamboo
They lit it up, puff, puff, hit it up,

Now they dismantled, the whole world is crazy, got a 9
where you walk, 2 dollar fine
Sign of the times here in New
Hi satan, United quietly taken
To own your soul, take it or leave it, my evaluation

Stack loot and guns, teach the girls
School your sons not to but to stay awake
'Cus the a razor, makes is nothin' in comparison
To the gas left on this whole
If we don't get in control

Might as be, laughin'
With Malcolm X's assassin as we die
Perishin', brain dead from a
Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, y'all sing the

out of my project window
Oh, I feel
Lookin' out of my window
Oh, it makes me feel, so

day, another dollar, my mother will holla
She said, "go and see the for myself
And my should folla'
Pops was smooth, from his top to his
the blues, guitar strings, he played smokin' his kools

The pelican hat, picture this yo, cat
He wrote his music in the of the crib
I did my homework at the windows were speakers
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus pulled a knife out

So I at this room, I'm hooked to this tune
Every night the same melody, sounded so heavenly
But jail was ahead of me, the and methenfedimines
Reading's what I done 'cus my imagination would run

I was to get out
And become part of the noise out
I to stare, five stories down
courts, shot up playgrounds

And I witnessed the and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, drugs and
was the life of every kid
Lookin' out project

Oh, outta my
Lookin' out of my window
Oh, it makes me feel, so
out of my project window

Oh, I uninspired
Lookin' out of my window
Oh, it makes me feel, so
Lookin' out of my project

Oh, I feel
Starin out of, of my
Oh I, feel so
Oh yeah, outta my

Oh, out, lookin' out
Lookin' out my window, oh
Makes me, feel so
Outta my window, out my window
Lord, I feel,