Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look thru the and all I see is pain
Burnin' on my brain like weird type of acid rain
Or a virus, it's something that I can't
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 though raised me good
Everywhere I turn it and I look
Everybody that I know is like a crook

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

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

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

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

And now it's night 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

Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a flesh
in fifth gear, imagination rampage
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, suckin' on some indo, thru the window
And all I see, uhh

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

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

Now I'm strapped with nothin' but my and a screwdriver
Gimme twenty at your skills like MacGyver
And I can take anything that I wanna
But when you slip and push fate,
I'm parlayin' off your paper 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 Cadillac than all the others
Went into the wrong hood, so they the motherfucker

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

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