Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look the window and all I see is pain
Burnin' on my brain like some weird type of rain
Or a virus, it's that I can't explain
I use to be but now it seems that 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 everywhere I
Everybody I know is livin' like a crook

And the, the wanna throw the book
The kitchen sink, a upper cut and a hook
How can I explain this that we caught
It the way I was raised, it was the way I was taught

And the streets is a
But I be up like another sucker
I say the bomb be the as I reflect on the past
With my face, against the glass

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

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

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

of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage
Mind in gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is walking through night 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 enough and I'm wrapped too tight, uhh
Blowin' in the pistol, suckin' on some indo, lookin' the window
And all I see, uhh

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

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

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

Doodle came to Jersey rollin' on some Dayton's
Kept an Uzi his seat so fools wouldn't 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 Drive is for real
That's how it goes and that's how it
New Jersey Drive is for

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