Luyện nghe bài hát Project Window

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

Doors kicked off, drunks off smidoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled dope in wheelchairs stare
Vision blurry, buried deep in they mind are stories
Bet he's a image of that 70's era

finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out
The liquor workers miss him but then it plays out
So many ways out the hood but no say out
Mental slave house where gats go off, I off
Niggas up north, prison-ology talk, they time cut off

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

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

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

Now they dismantled, think the 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 your soul, take it or it, just my evaluation

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

as well be, laughin'
With Malcolm X's assassin as we die
Perishin', brain from a Erickson
Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, sing the tune

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

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

The pelican hat, this yo, seventies cat
He wrote his music in the back of the
I did my homework at night the were speakers
life out a fight, people screamin'
'Cus somebody pulled a out

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

I was to get out
And become of the noise out there
I used to stare, stories down
Basketball courts, up playgrounds

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

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

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

Oh, I feel
out of, of my window
Oh I, feel so
Oh yeah, outta my

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