Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now they dismantled, the whole world is crazy, got a 9
Watch where you walk, 2 dollar
Sign of the here in New York
Hi satan, United quietly taken
To own your soul, it or leave it, just my evaluation

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

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

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

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, guitar strings, he played his kools

The pelican hat, picture this yo, cat
He wrote his music in the back of the
I did my homework at night the were speakers
Pumpin' out a fight, people screamin'
somebody pulled 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 done my imagination would run

I was to get out
And become part of the out there
I used to stare, five stories
courts, shot up playgrounds

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

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

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

Oh, I feel
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 window
Lord, I feel,