Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

Doors kicked off, drunks off smidoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled fiends in wheelchairs stare
Vision blurry, 'cus deep in they mind are stories
Bet he's a mirror of that 70's era

finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out
The liquor store workers him but then it plays out
So many ways out the but no signs say out
Mental house where gats go off, I show off
Niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till they cut off

You should chill if you short, prepare a 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 the game lives on

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

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

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

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

as well be, laughin'
With Malcolm X's as we die slow
Perishin', dead from a Erickson
are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, sing the tune

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

Another day, another dollar, my mother will
She said, "go and see the world for
And my brother should
was smooth, from his top to his shoes
Sang the blues, strings, he played smokin' his kools

The pelican hat, this yo, seventies cat
He wrote his in the back of the crib
I did my homework at the windows were speakers
Pumpin' life out a fight, people
somebody pulled a knife out

So I look at this room, I'm to this tune
Every night the same melody, hell so heavenly
But jail was ahead of me, the speed and
Reading's what I should've done my imagination would run

I was to get out
And become of the noise out there
I used to stare, five stories
Basketball courts, up playgrounds

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

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

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

Oh, I uninspired
out of, of my window
Oh I, feel so
Oh yeah, outta my

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