Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

Lookin' out of my project
Oh, I uninspired
Lookin' out of my project
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 angels grant you
Impatient once tried but in those angels and
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 fine
Sign of the here in New York
Hi satan, United Nations taken
To own soul, take it or leave it, just my evaluation

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

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

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

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

The pelican hat, picture this yo, cat
He his music in the back of the crib
I did my homework at night the were speakers
Pumpin' 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 should've done 'cus my imagination run

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

And I witnessed the murders and police
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, and fo-fos
This was the of every kid
Lookin' out project

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

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

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

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