Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, cops 'n
Sewers with foul blockage
The gutter's wild and every child
Changin top locks ripped off hinges

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

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

You should chill if you short, a deep thought
To hit the again, get it on
Get this paper and breathe
Plan to leave behind
So your name'll live on, no what 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 the cake then my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish and them angels will 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
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

Stack loot and guns, teach the girls
your sons not to hate but to stay awake
'Cus the scars a razor, makes is nothin' in
To the gas on this 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
are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
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 mother holla
She said, "go and see the for myself
And my brother should
Pops was smooth, his top to his shoes
Sang the blues, guitar strings, he 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
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody pulled a out

So I at this room, I'm hooked to this tune
night 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
Basketball courts, up playgrounds

And I witnessed the murders and police
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, drugs and
was the life of every kid
Lookin' out windows

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

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

Oh, I feel
Starin out of, of my
Oh I, feel so
Oh yeah, outta my

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