Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9
Watch you walk, 2 dollar fine
of the times here in New York
Hi satan, United Nations quietly
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 control

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

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

Another day, another dollar, my mother holla
She said, "go and see the world for
And my brother should
Pops was smooth, from his top to his
the blues, guitar strings, he played smokin' his kools

The pelican hat, this yo, seventies cat
He his music in the back of the crib
I did my homework at night the windows speakers
Pumpin' life out a fight, screamin'
'Cus somebody a knife out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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