Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look the window and all I see is pain
Burnin' on my 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 that I'm the

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

And the, the cops throw the book
The kitchen sink, a upper cut and a 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 streets is a
But I be growin' up like sucker
I say the bomb be the last as I on the past
With my face, against the glass

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

In nightfall the window, a silhouette
Beads of 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 the bud light like sunshine on my mind
Crack addicts, 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 brothers is walking through night like a thief in the
Three strikes you're out 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, on some indo, lookin' thru the window
And all I see, uhh

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

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

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

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

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

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