Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, cops 'n
Sewers flooded with foul
The wild and every child watches
Changin top locks with ripped off

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

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

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

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

Yo, if piano's the cake then my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish and angels 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 whole is crazy, got a 9
Watch you walk, 2 dollar fine
Sign of the times in New York
Hi satan, Nations quietly taken
To own your soul, take it or it, just my evaluation

Stack loot and guns, the girls karate
School your sons not to hate but to awake
'Cus the scars a razor, makes is in comparison
To the gas left on this mass
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 the tune

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

Another day, another dollar, my mother holla
She said, "go and see the world for
And my brother should
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 music in the back of the
I did my homework at night the were speakers
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody a knife 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 and methenfedimines
Reading's what I should've '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, 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
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 makes me feel, so
Lookin' out of my window

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

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