Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look the window and all I see is pain
Burnin' on my brain some weird type of acid rain
Or a virus, it's something that I explain
I use to be but now it seems that I'm the same

As the rest of hard heads in my hood
I'm livin' foul even though Momma raised me
Everywhere I turn it and I look
Everybody that I know is livin' like a

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

And the is a motherfucker
But I be growin' up like sucker
I say the bomb be the last as I on the past
my face, pressed against the glass

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

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

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

Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a flesh
Mind in gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is walking through night a thief in the night
Three strikes you're out because the not right

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

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

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

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

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

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

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