Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now they dismantled, think the whole is crazy, got a 9
Watch you walk, 2 dollar fine
of the times here in New York
Hi satan, Nations quietly taken
To own soul, take it or leave it, just my evaluation

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

as well be, laughin'
With Malcolm X's assassin as we die
Perishin', brain dead a Erickson
Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, sing the tune

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

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

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

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

I was to get out
And become part of the out there
I used to stare, stories down
courts, shot up playgrounds

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

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

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

Oh, I uninspired
out of, of my window
Oh I, so tired
Oh yeah, outta my

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