Project Windows feat. Ron Isley

歌詞

black hoods cops 'n projects sewers flooded with foul blockage the gutter's wild and every child watches changin top locks with ripped off hinges doors kicked off drunks stag off smidoff wipe your beard off crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare vision blurry in they mind cus buried deep are stories bet he's a mirror image of that 70's era he's finished for the rest of his life till he fades out the liquor store workers miss him but then it plays out so many ways out the hood but no signs say out mental slavehouse where gats go off I show off niggas up north prison ology talk till they time cut off you should chill if you short prepare a deep thought to hit the street again get it on, get this paper and breathe again plan to leave somethin' behind so your name'll live on no matter what the game lives on lookin' out of my project window oh I feel uninspired lookin' out of my project window oh it makes me feel so tired yo if this piano's the cake then my words are the candles light it up make a wish and them angels will grant you impatient once tried but in those angels and bamboo they lit it up puff puff hit it up puff now they dismantled think the whole world is crazy got a 9 watch where you walk 2 dollar fine here in sign of the times new york hi satan united nations quietly taken to own your soul take it or leave it just my evaluation stack loot and guns teach the girls karate school your sons not to hate but to stay awake cus the scars a razor makes is nothin' in comparison to the gas left on this whole mass if we don't get in control fast might as well be laughin' with malcolm x's assassin as we die slow perishin' brain dead from a erickson words are the medicine two teaspoons for goons a cup of it for those thuggin'it y'all sing the tune lookin' out of my project window oh I feel uninspired lookin' out of my project window oh it makes me feel so tired another day another dollar my mother will holla she said go and see the world for myself and my brother should folla' pops was smooth from his top to his shoes sang the blues guitar strings he played smokin' his kools the pelican hat picture this yo seventies cat he wrote his music in the back of the crib I did my homework at night the windows were speakers pumpin' life out a fight people screamin cus somebody pulled a knife out so I look at this room I'm hooked to this tune every night the same melody hell sounded so heavenly but jail was ahead of me the speed and methenfedimines reading's what I should've done cus my imagination would run I was impatient to get out and become part of the noise out there I used to stare five stories down basketball courts shot up playgrounds and I witnessed the murders and police shake downs yo the hustlas and hoes drugs and fo fos this was the life of every kid lookin' out project windows oh outta my window lookin' out of my project window oh it makes me feel so tired lookin' out of my project window oh I feel uninspired lookin' out of my project window oh it makes me feel so tired lookin' out of my project window oh I feel uninspired starin out of of my window oh I feel so tired oh yeah outta my window oh lookin' out lookin' out lookin' out my window oh yeah makes me feel so tired outta my window out my project window lord I feel uninspired