Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, 'n projects
Sewers flooded with blockage
The gutter's wild and every watches
Changin top locks with ripped off

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

finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out
The liquor store workers him but then 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, they time cut off

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

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

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

Now they dismantled, the whole world is crazy, got a 9
Watch where you walk, 2 fine
Sign of the times in New York
Hi satan, United Nations taken
To own your soul, take it or leave it, just my

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

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

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

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

The pelican hat, picture yo, seventies cat
He wrote his music in the of the crib
I did my homework at night the were speakers
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody a knife out

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

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

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

Oh, my window
out of my project window
Oh, it makes me feel, so
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
Starin out of, of my
Oh I, feel so
Oh yeah, my window

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