Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, cops 'n
Sewers flooded with foul
The gutter's and every child watches
Changin top with ripped off hinges

kicked off, drunks stag off smidoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs
Vision blurry, 'cus buried deep in mind are stories
Bet he's a image of that 70's era

He's finished for the rest of his life, till he out
The liquor store workers miss him but it plays out
So many ways out the but no signs say out
Mental slave house where go off, I show off
Niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till time 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 somethin' behind
So your live on, no matter what 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 this piano's the then my words are the candles
Light it up, a wish and them angels will grant you
Impatient once tried but in those and bamboo
lit it up, puff, puff, hit it up, puff

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

Stack and guns, teach the girls karate
School your not to hate but to stay awake
the scars a razor, makes is nothin' in comparison
To the gas left on this whole
If we get in control fast

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

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

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

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

So I look at this room, I'm hooked to tune
Every night the melody, hell sounded 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 part of the out there
I used to stare, five stories
Basketball courts, shot up

And I witnessed the murders and shake-downs
Yo, the and hoes, drugs and fo-fos
was the life of every kid
Lookin' out windows

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

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

Oh, I uninspired
out of, of my window
Oh I, so tired
Oh yeah, my window

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