Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stack loot and guns, the girls karate
School sons not to hate but to stay awake
the scars a razor, makes 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', 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 project
Oh, I feel
Lookin' out of my project
Oh, it me feel, so tired

day, another dollar, my mother will holla
She said, "go and see the for myself
And my brother should
Pops was smooth, his top to his shoes
Sang the blues, guitar strings, he smokin' his kools

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

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

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

And I witnessed the murders and shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, drugs and
This was the life of kid
out project windows

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

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

Oh, I feel
Starin out of, of my
Oh I, so tired
Oh yeah, outta my

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