Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

finished for the rest 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 gats go off, I show 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 paper and breathe again
Plan to leave somethin'
So your name'll live on, no what the game lives on

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

Yo, if piano's the cake then my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish and angels will grant you
Impatient once tried but in those and bamboo
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, Nations quietly taken
To own your soul, it or leave it, just my evaluation

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

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

Lookin' out of my 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 world for
And my should folla'
Pops was smooth, from his top to his
Sang the blues, guitar strings, he played smokin' his

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

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

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

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

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

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

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,