Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, 'n projects
flooded with foul blockage
The gutter's wild and child watches
Changin top with ripped off hinges

Doors kicked off, drunks stag off smidoff, wipe your 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 of his life, till he fades out
The store workers miss him but then it plays out
So many ways out the hood but no say out
Mental slave house where gats go off, I off
up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off

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

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

Yo, if this piano's the cake then my words are the
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
where you walk, 2 dollar fine
Sign of the times here in New
Hi satan, United Nations taken
To own your soul, take it or leave it, just my

Stack loot and guns, teach the karate
School your not to hate but to stay awake
'Cus the scars a razor, makes is nothin' in
To the gas on this whole mass
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 for goons
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, y'all the tune

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

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

The hat, picture this yo, seventies cat
He wrote his music in the of the crib
I did my homework at night the windows speakers
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody pulled a out

So I look at this room, I'm hooked to tune
night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
But jail was ahead of me, the speed and
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
Basketball courts, shot up

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

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

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

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

Oh, out, lookin' out
Lookin' out my window, oh
Makes me, feel so
Outta my window, out my project
Lord, I feel,