Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 quietly taken
To own soul, take it or leave it, just my evaluation

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

Might as well be,
With X's assassin as we die slow
Perishin', brain from a Erickson
are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, sing the tune

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

Another day, 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 played smokin' his

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

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

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

And I witnessed the and police shake-downs
Yo, the and hoes, drugs and fo-fos
was the life of every kid
Lookin' out project

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

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

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

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