Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

He's finished for the of his life, till he fades out
The liquor store miss him but then it plays out
So many out the hood but no signs say out
Mental slave where gats go off, I show off
up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off

You should chill if you short, prepare a deep
To hit the again, get it on
Get this paper and again
to leave somethin' behind
So name'll 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 cake then my are the candles
Light it up, make a wish and angels will grant you
Impatient tried but in those angels 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 fine
Sign of the here in New York
Hi satan, Nations quietly taken
To own your soul, take it or leave it, just my

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

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

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

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

The pelican hat, picture this yo, cat
He wrote his music in the of the crib
I did my homework at night the windows speakers
Pumpin' life out a fight, screamin'
'Cus somebody a knife out

So I look at this room, I'm hooked to this
night the same 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 part of the noise 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
This was the life of kid
out project windows

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

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

Oh, I feel
out of, of my window
Oh I, so tired
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,