Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look the window and all I see is pain
on my brain like some weird type of acid rain
Or a virus, it's that I can't explain
I use to be different but now it that I'm the same

As the rest of hard heads in my hood
I'm livin' foul even though raised me good
Everywhere I turn it and everywhere I
Everybody that I know is livin' a crook

And the, the wanna throw the book
The kitchen sink, a upper cut and a left
How can I explain this battering that we
It the way I was raised, it was the way I was taught

And the streets is a
But I be growin' up like another
I say the bomb be the last as I reflect on the
With my face, against the glass

down slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'

In thru the window, a silhouette
of sweat and the palm of my hand is still wet
So put the safety on the tek because this hasn't started yet
So yesterdays I can't forget

And now it's night time but it seem day time
Helicopter lights makin' the bud like sunshine on my mind
Crack addicts, kids with
Thugs who static and those who already had it

Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a cage
in fifth gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is walking night like a thief in the night
Three strikes you're out the color's not right

And all I ask is "Why we and fight?"
And try to save enough and I'm wrapped too tight, uhh
Blowin' in the pistol, suckin' on some indo, lookin' thru the
And all I see, uhh

Goin' down slowly, slowly, down
Goin' slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'

I'm hittin' corners on the boulevard, lookin'
Rims are shinin', sound is bumpin', I'm a superstar,
Rollin' in the ride and it's not but
alright, 'cos I still feel fine

Now I'm strapped nothin' but my mind and a screwdriver
Gimme twenty seconds at skills like MacGyver
And I can take anything that I wanna
But when you slip and push fate,
I'm parlayin' off paper like when I'm

Yankee Doodle came to Jersey rollin' on some
Kept an Uzi under his seat so fools wouldn't him
My homey had a Cadillac sweeter than all the
Went into the hood, so they choked the motherfucker

That's how it goes, yeah, and that's how it feels,
New Jersey is for real
That's how it goes and that's how it
New Jersey is for real

Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'
Goin' down slowly, slowly, down
Goin' slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, goin'