Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, cops 'n
Sewers flooded with blockage
The wild and every child watches
top locks with ripped off hinges

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

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

You should chill if you short, 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 what the game on

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

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

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

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

Might as well be,
With Malcolm X's as we die slow
Perishin', brain dead from a
are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
A cup of it for those it, y'all 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 folla'
Pops was smooth, from his top to his
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 homework at night the windows were
Pumpin' out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody pulled a out

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

I was to get out
And become of the noise out there
I used to stare, stories down
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, my window
Lookin' out of my window
Oh, it makes me feel, so
Lookin' out of my window

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

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

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