Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

You should if you short, prepare a deep thought
To hit the again, get it on
Get this and breathe again
Plan to somethin' behind
So your live on, no matter what the game lives on

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

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

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

loot 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 on this whole mass
If we get in control fast

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

out of my project window
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, strings, he played smokin' his kools

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

So I look at this room, I'm hooked to tune
night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
But jail was of me, the speed and methenfedimines
what I should've done 'cus my imagination would run

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

And I witnessed the murders and shake-downs
Yo, the and hoes, drugs and fo-fos
This was the life of kid
Lookin' out project

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

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

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

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