Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

He's finished for the of his life, till 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 go off, I show off
Niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till time cut off

You should chill if you short, prepare a thought
To hit the again, get it on
Get this paper and again
Plan to leave somethin'
So your name'll live on, no matter the game lives on

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

Yo, if this piano's the cake my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish and them angels grant you
Impatient once but in those angels 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 times here in New
Hi satan, United Nations quietly
To own your soul, it or leave it, just my evaluation

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

as well be, laughin'
With Malcolm X's assassin as we die
Perishin', dead from a Erickson
are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
A cup of it for those it, y'all sing the tune

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

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

The pelican hat, this yo, seventies cat
He wrote his music in the back of the
I did my homework at night the windows were
Pumpin' out a fight, people screamin'
somebody pulled a knife out

So I look at this room, I'm hooked to this
Every night the melody, hell sounded so heavenly
But jail was of me, the speed and methenfedimines
Reading's what I done 'cus 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 hustlas and hoes, and fo-fos
This was the life of kid
Lookin' out project

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

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

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

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