Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a thru the window and all I see is pain
on my brain 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 that I'm the same

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

And the, the cops throw the book
The kitchen sink, a cut and a left 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 growin' up like another
I say the be the last as I reflect on the past
With my face, against the glass

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

In thru the window, a silhouette
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 day time
Helicopter makin' the bud light like sunshine on my mind
Crack addicts, with automatics
Thugs who static and those who already had it

Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a flesh
Mind in gear, imagination rampage
My brothers is through night like 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, on some indo, lookin' thru the window
And all I see, uhh

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

I'm hittin' on the boulevard, lookin' hard
are shinin', sound is bumpin', I'm a superstar, yeah
Rollin' in the ride and not mine but
alright, 'cos I still feel fine

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

Yankee Doodle came to 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 into the wrong hood, so they choked the

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

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