Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look thru the window and all I see is
Burnin' on my brain like weird type of acid rain
Or a virus, it's that I can't explain
I use to be but now it seems that I'm the same

As the rest of hard heads in my hood
I'm livin' foul even though Momma raised me
I turn it and everywhere I look
Everybody that I is livin' like a crook

And the, the cops wanna the book
The kitchen sink, a upper cut and a left
How can I explain this battering we caught
It wasn't the way I was raised, it was the way I was

And the is a motherfucker
But I be growin' up another sucker
I say the bomb be the last as I reflect on the
With my face, pressed against the

down slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'

In thru the window, a silhouette
of sweat and the palm of my hand is still wet
So put the safety on the tek because this shootin' started yet
So many yesterdays I forget

And now it's night but it seem like day time
Helicopter lights makin' the bud light like sunshine on my
Crack addicts, kids with
Thugs who want static and those who had it

Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a flesh
in fifth gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is walking through like a thief in the night
Three strikes you're out the color's not right

And all I ask is "Why we and fight?"
And try to save enough right and I'm too tight, uhh
in the pistol, suckin' on some indo, lookin' thru the window
And all I see, uhh

down slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'
Goin' down slowly, slowly, down
down slowly, slowly, goin' down

I'm hittin' on the boulevard, lookin' hard
are shinin', sound is bumpin', I'm a superstar, yeah
Rollin' in the and it's not mine but
That's alright, 'cos I feel fine

Now I'm strapped with but my mind and a screwdriver
Gimme twenty seconds at your skills like
And I can take anything that I wanna
But when you and push your fate,
I'm off your paper like when I'm

Doodle came to Jersey rollin' on some Dayton's
Kept an Uzi under his seat so wouldn't take him
My homey had a Cadillac than all the others
Went into the hood, so they choked the motherfucker

That's how it goes, yeah, and that's how it feels,
New Jersey Drive is for
how it goes and that's how it feels
New Jersey Drive is for

Goin' slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'
Goin' down slowly, slowly, down
Goin' slowly, slowly, goin' down