Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I a look thru 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 seems that I'm the

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

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

And the is a motherfucker
But I be up like another sucker
I say the bomb be the as I reflect on the past
With my face, against the glass

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

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

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

of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage
Mind in gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is walking through night like a thief in the
Three strikes out because the color's not right

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

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

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

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

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

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