Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look thru the and all I see is pain
Burnin' on my brain like some weird type of 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 hard heads in my hood
I'm livin' foul even though raised me good
I turn it and everywhere I look
Everybody I know is livin' like a crook

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

And the streets is a
But I be growin' up like another
I say the bomb be the as I reflect on the past
With my face, pressed against the

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm hittin' corners on the boulevard, lookin'
Rims are shinin', is bumpin', I'm a superstar, yeah
in the ride and it's not mine but
That's alright, 'cos I still feel

Now I'm strapped with nothin' but my mind and a
Gimme twenty seconds at your skills like
And I can take anything I wanna take
But when you slip and your fate,
I'm parlayin' off your like when I'm

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

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

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