Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

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

As the rest of these hard in my hood
I'm livin' foul though Momma 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 sink, a upper cut and a left 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 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 the glass

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

In nightfall the window, a silhouette
Beads of sweat and the palm of my is still wet
So put the on the tek because this shootin' hasn't started yet
So yesterdays I can't 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
in fifth gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is walking through night a thief in the night
Three you're out because the color's not right

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

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

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

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

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

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

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