Luyện nghe bài hát From The Window Of My Room

Now lately, been findin' myself, pourin' my guts out
my thoughts, lettin' my nuts out in the walls
Of sleep, I keep it all in the hall clear
While others keep it inside for the they hold dear
Shoulda been, woulda been, coulda been the
Stop and listen, you'll get a vision of Hip-Hop
Individuals lookin' to the battle the of man
See it all, be it all, you need a
It one man to understand this
fuckin' with a deadly gas, you get burned
From the window of my room, I shoot all
Every bit you consume, the high cost
Of livin' it's all to you, don't lose it
Every man's given a tool, but use it

From the window of my room, I shoot all
little bit you consume, the high cost
Break free, you're selling soul, for a fee
But all shit ain't worth it, you burnin' up see
The of my room, I shoot all stars
Every little bit you consume, is cost
Break free, you're selling soul, for a fee
But all that shit worth it, you burnin' up see

From the window of my room, the gloom across
The land of milk and honey, no to feed the boss
Funny the cost of life, cut clean streams
Out the body, nobody wants you about shorty
No longer don't need a forty to away any pain
So me and I'll give you the world exact change
Or me and you're never the same, I claim no one
I none the weakness individuals go forth ya seek this
Wherever I roam is to me
You shogun, at my enemies try to do me
The status, you know the baddest
here, show you what that is, bringin' the madness
Sadness to appealin' to any conflict
Lookin' out my window pane, I see you
What are you, a man or a The house light
within, when you begin to live again

From the window of my room, I shoot all
Every little bit you consume, the high
Break free, you're your soul, for a fee
But all that ain't worth it, you burnin' up see
The window of my room, I all stars
little bit you consume, is high cost
Break free, you're selling soul, for a fee
But all that ain't worth it, you burnin' up see

my window I can see
Humanity, insane G
Everybody respect, but you gotta collect
Only hardcore on the set
get me wrong but some rhymes get twisted
There it goes, the pride, you it
I ain't upset with the motherfucker
Find me in watts when you wanna hit me
Some shit what it seems, in the land of dreams
sell their soul to get the cream
From the teens I don't sling or slang no
I'm known for bringin' in funky ass
See magazine crews and I'm a goner
Dull interviews with damn primadonnas
Unlike some of these fools on the
Look like the real thing, but they soft like
So unrehearsed that it in the product
Need to get the fuck out, you get caught up

From the window of my room, I shoot all
Every little bit you consume, the cost
Break free, you're your soul, for a fee
But all shit ain't worth it, you burnin' up see
The window of my room, I shoot all
Every little bit you consume, is cost
free, you're selling your soul, for a fee
But all that shit ain't it, you burnin' up see