Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look the window and all I see is pain
on my brain like some weird type of acid rain
Or a virus, it's something that I 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 livin' foul even though raised me good
I turn it and everywhere I look
Everybody that I know is livin' like a

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

And the streets is a
But I be growin' up like another
I say the be the last as I reflect on the past
my face, pressed against the glass

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

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

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

Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a cage
Mind in fifth gear, rampage
My brothers is walking through night like a 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 enough 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, goin'
down slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' slowly, slowly, goin' down

I'm hittin' corners on the boulevard, hard
Rims are shinin', is bumpin', I'm a superstar, yeah
Rollin' in the 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 seconds at your skills like MacGyver
And I can take anything I wanna take
But you slip and push your fate,
I'm off your paper like when I'm

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

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

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