Luyện nghe bài hát Thru The Window

I take a look 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 seems that I'm the

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

And the, the wanna throw the book
The sink, a upper cut and a left hook
How can I this battering that we caught
It the way I was raised, it was the way I was taught

And the streets is a
But I be up like another sucker
I say the bomb be the last as I reflect on the
With my face, pressed the glass

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

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

And now night time but it seem like day time
Helicopter lights makin' the bud light like sunshine on my
addicts, kids with automatics
Thugs who static and those who already had it

of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage
Mind in fifth gear, 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 enough and I'm wrapped too tight, uhh
Blowin' in the pistol, suckin' on indo, lookin' thru the window
And all I see, uhh

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

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

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

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

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

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