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 I'm the same

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

And the, the cops throw the book
The kitchen sink, a cut and a left hook
How can I explain this that we caught
It wasn't the way I was raised, it was the way I was

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, pressed against the

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

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

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

of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage
Mind in fifth gear, rampage
My brothers is walking through night like a in the night
Three strikes you're out because the not right

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

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

I'm hittin' corners on the boulevard, lookin'
Rims are shinin', sound is bumpin', I'm a superstar,
in the ride and it's not mine but
That's alright, 'cos I still feel

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

Yankee Doodle to Jersey rollin' on some Dayton's
Kept an Uzi under his seat so fools take him
My had a Cadillac sweeter than all the others
Went the wrong hood, so they choked the motherfucker

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

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