Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Another day, another dollar, my mother will
She said, "go and see the for myself
And my should folla'
was smooth, from his top to his shoes
Sang the blues, guitar strings, he played smokin' his

The hat, picture this yo, seventies cat
He wrote his in the back of the crib
I did my homework at the windows were speakers
Pumpin' life out a fight, screamin'
somebody pulled a knife out

So I look at room, I'm hooked to this tune
Every night the same melody, sounded so heavenly
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 become part of the out there
I used to stare, five down
Basketball courts, up playgrounds

And I the murders and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, and fo-fos
was the life of every kid
Lookin' out windows

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

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

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

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