Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look thru the window and all I see is
Burnin' on my brain some weird type of acid rain
Or a virus, it's something that I can't
I use to be different but now it seems that I'm the

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

And the, the cops wanna throw the
The kitchen sink, a upper cut and a hook
How can I explain this that 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 another
I say the bomb be the as I reflect on the past
my face, pressed against the glass

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

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' hasn't yet
So many yesterdays I forget

And now it's night time but it like day time
Helicopter lights makin' the bud light like on my mind
addicts, kids with automatics
Thugs who static and those 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 in the night
Three strikes you're out the color's 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' down slowly, slowly, down
down slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' slowly, slowly, goin' down
Goin' down slowly, slowly, down

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

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

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

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

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