Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

Black hoods, 'n projects
Sewers with foul blockage
The gutter's wild and every watches
Changin top locks ripped off hinges

Doors kicked off, stag off smidoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled dope in wheelchairs stare
Vision blurry, buried deep in they mind are stories
Bet he's a mirror image of that era

He's for the rest of his life, till he fades out
The liquor store workers miss him but then it out
So many out the hood but no signs say out
Mental slave house where gats go off, I off
Niggas up north, talk, till they time cut off

You should chill if you short, prepare a deep
To hit the again, get it on
Get paper and breathe again
Plan to somethin' behind
So your name'll on, no matter what the game lives on

out of my project window
Oh, I uninspired
out of my project window
Oh, it me feel, so tired

Yo, if this piano's the cake my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish and them angels will you
Impatient once tried but in those and bamboo
lit it up, puff, puff, hit it up, puff

Now dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9
where you walk, 2 dollar fine
Sign of the times in New York
Hi satan, United Nations quietly
To own soul, take it or leave it, just my evaluation

Stack loot and guns, teach the girls
School your not to hate but to stay awake
'Cus the scars a razor, makes is nothin' in
To the gas on this whole mass
If we don't get in control

Might as well be,
With X's assassin as we die slow
Perishin', dead from a Erickson
Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for
A cup of it for thuggin' it, y'all sing the tune

Lookin' out of my project
Oh, I uninspired
Lookin' out of my project
Oh, it me feel, so tired

Another day, dollar, my mother will holla
She said, "go and see the world for
And my brother folla'
Pops was smooth, his top to his shoes
Sang the blues, guitar strings, he played smokin' his

The pelican hat, picture this yo, cat
He wrote his in the back of the crib
I did my at night the windows were speakers
Pumpin' out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody pulled a out

So I look at this room, I'm hooked to tune
Every the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
But jail was ahead of me, the speed and
Reading's what I should've 'cus my imagination would run

I was to get out
And part of the noise out there
I used to stare, five down
courts, shot up playgrounds

And I the murders and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and hoes, and fo-fos
This was the of every kid
Lookin' out project

Oh, outta my
Lookin' out of my window
Oh, it makes me feel, so
Lookin' out of my window

Oh, I feel
Lookin' out of my project
Oh, it me feel, so tired
Lookin' out of my project

Oh, I uninspired
out of, of my window
Oh I, so tired
Oh yeah, my window

Oh, out, lookin' out
out my window, oh yeah
Makes me, so tired
Outta my window, out my window
Lord, I feel,