Luyện nghe bài hát Room With A View

(Brother
I guess its no different from any place in the world man, I look out my window i see the whole thing.
One side of the street, is Malone's Home and the
Other a library, try very hard to picture this shit
through where I live at
Where are embarassed to tell you they raise they kids at
you need some half and of an 8-ball, you can get that
Fuck with Little Rodney and you'll get all of ribs cracked
In a location where slanging rock is not seen as a fuckin' recreation but a vocation
And the sellers, and the are both patient
Got one eye on Minneapolis P.D. they racin'
3 for 50 is the and demand, and the
Twin American heartland, and they
Been busy, masterminds apart plans
And hoop dreamers with blisters on they hands
With danglin' from the rims
strangles 'em from within
Till' the belt around the arm the veins stand at attention

I try to it out with a bed sheet the moonlight's as a curtain
'Cause I'm not comforted by red and blue when I'm hurtin'
Mommy loves you yeah I but I wasn't certain
'Cause the lenses through which she views life wasn't
As a boy she told me till' your father to come home
I'm 24 still waitin' for my father to come
And some parents only touch children when a whips brought
That's why bad kids do bad shit, just so could caught
And get touched, this growing up rough
That's a big part of why so mixed up
Shit we don't Bar Mitzvah's
We become men the first time our father us
And we open gifts up
Sister Regina from across the is beautiful
But for 50 bucks ain't nothing she do to you
Used to be premium now she used up
For that same 50 bucks she got to do new stuff
Whatever it takes for you to take the out
If you don't then there's a day she'll turn her daughter out
of kids I'm fixing lunch for my first born
I had the wide open 'cause the weather's warm
That's when the greatest hits of Donnie
Got interrupted by a drive-by shooting a block away
Vaheem was in the window, he didn't get hit
All due to Allah

I see all from the desk that I write my rhymes from
Pen starts to scribble on it's own my numb
But you can me modern urban Norman Rockwell
I paint a picture of the well

I see all this from the desk that I my rhymes from
Pen to scribble on it's own my minds numb
But you can me modern urban Norman Rockwell
I paint a picture of the well

I see all this from the desk that I write my from
Pen to scribble on it's own my minds numb
But you can call me modern urban Norman
I a picture of the spot...well
(outside my window, my room. Outside my window, outside my room,i can just feel the soul.)