Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

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

As the rest of these hard in my hood
I'm livin' foul even though raised me good
Everywhere I turn it and everywhere I
Everybody that I know is like a crook

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

And the streets is a
But I be growin' up another sucker
I say the bomb be the last as I on the past
With my face, against the glass

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

In nightfall the window, a silhouette
of sweat and the palm of my hand is still wet
So put the on the tek because this shootin' hasn't started yet
So many yesterdays I can't

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

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

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

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

I'm corners on the boulevard, lookin' hard
Rims are shinin', is bumpin', I'm a superstar, yeah
Rollin' in the ride and not mine but
alright, 'cos I still feel fine

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

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

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

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