Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

He's finished for the rest of his life, he fades out
The store workers miss him but then it plays out
So ways out the hood but no signs say out
Mental slave house gats go off, I show off
Niggas up north, talk, till they 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 the game lives on

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

Yo, if this piano's the cake then my are the candles
it up, make a wish and them angels will grant you
Impatient once tried but in angels and bamboo
lit it up, puff, puff, hit it up, puff

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

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

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

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

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

The pelican hat, picture this yo, cat
He wrote his music in the back of the
I did my homework at night the were speakers
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus 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 ahead of me, the speed and
Reading's what I done 'cus my imagination would run

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

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

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

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

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

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