Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I a look thru the window and all I see is pain
Burnin' on my brain like weird type of acid rain
Or a virus, it's something that I explain
I use to be different but now it that I'm the same

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

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

And the is a motherfucker
But I be growin' up like sucker
I say the bomb be the as I reflect on the past
With my face, pressed against the

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

In nightfall thru the window, a
Beads of sweat and the palm of my hand is wet
So put the safety on the tek because this shootin' started yet
So many yesterdays I forget

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 Drive is for

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