Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

He's 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 slave house where gats go off, I 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 this and breathe again
Plan to somethin' behind
So your live on, no matter what the game lives on

Lookin' out of my project
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 tried but in those and bamboo
They lit it up, puff, puff, hit it up,

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

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

Might as be, laughin'
With Malcolm X's as we die slow
Perishin', dead from a Erickson
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
out of my project window
Oh, it makes me feel, so

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

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

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

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

And I the murders and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, and fo-fos
This was the of every kid
out project windows

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

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

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

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