Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

finished 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 go off, I show off
Niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till time cut off

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

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

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

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

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

as well be, laughin'
With Malcolm X's as we die slow
Perishin', brain from a Erickson
Words are the medicine, two for goons
A cup of it for those it, y'all sing the tune

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

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

The pelican hat, picture yo, seventies cat
He his music in the back of the crib
I did my at night the windows were speakers
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody a knife out

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

I was to get out
And part of the noise out there
I to stare, five stories down
Basketball courts, shot up

And I witnessed the and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, drugs and
This was the of every kid
Lookin' out windows

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

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

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

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