Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a thru the window and all I see is pain
Burnin' on my brain like some weird type of acid
Or a virus, something that I can't explain
I use to be different but now it seems I'm the same

As the rest of these hard heads in my
I'm livin' foul even Momma raised me good
Everywhere I turn it and I look
Everybody I know is livin' like a crook

And the, the wanna throw the book
The sink, a upper cut and a left hook
How can I this battering 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 last as I reflect on the
my face, pressed against the glass

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

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

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

of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage
Mind in fifth gear, imagination
My is walking through night like a thief in the night
Three you're out because the color's not right

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

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

I'm corners on the boulevard, lookin' hard
are shinin', sound is bumpin', I'm a superstar, yeah
Rollin' in the ride and not mine but
That's alright, I still feel fine

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

Yankee Doodle came to rollin' on some Dayton's
an Uzi under his seat so fools wouldn't take him
My homey had a Cadillac sweeter all the others
Went into the wrong hood, so choked the motherfucker

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

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