Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stack loot and guns, teach the girls
School your sons not to hate but to stay
'Cus the scars a razor, makes is in comparison
To the gas left on whole mass
If we don't get in control

Might as be, laughin'
Malcolm X's assassin as we die slow
Perishin', brain dead a Erickson
Words are the medicine, two for goons
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, y'all the tune

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

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

The pelican hat, this yo, seventies cat
He his music in the back of the crib
I did my homework at the windows were speakers
Pumpin' life out a fight, people
'Cus pulled a knife out

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

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

And I witnessed the murders and police
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, drugs and
This was the of every kid
out project windows

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

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

Oh, I uninspired
out of, of my window
Oh I, feel so
Oh yeah, my window

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