Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

kicked off, drunks stag off smidoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs
blurry, 'cus buried deep in they mind are stories
Bet he's a mirror image of 70's era

He's finished for the of his life, till he fades out
The liquor store workers him but then it plays out
So many ways out the hood but no say out
Mental slave house gats go off, I show 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 and breathe again
Plan to leave somethin'
So your name'll live on, no matter what the game on

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

Yo, if this the cake then my words are the candles
it up, make a wish and them angels will grant you
Impatient once but in those angels and bamboo
lit it up, puff, puff, hit it up, puff

Now they dismantled, think the 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 your soul, it or leave it, just my evaluation

Stack loot and guns, the girls karate
School your sons not to but to stay awake
'Cus the scars a razor, is nothin' in comparison
To the gas left on whole mass
If we get in control fast

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I witnessed the murders and police
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, and fo-fos
This was the of every kid
Lookin' out project

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

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

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

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