Project Windows

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Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones ( /nɑːˈsɪər/; born September 14, 1973), better known mononymously as Nas ( /ˈnɑːz/), is an American rapper and actor. He is also the son of jazz musician Olu Dara. Nas has released eight consecutive platinum and multi-platinum albums since 1994, four of which topped… more »

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 Smirnoff, wipe your beard off
 Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare
 Vision blurry, cause buried deep in they mind are hidden stories
Bet he's a mirror image of that 70's era

 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 slave-house 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 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, hit it up, *puff*

Now they dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9
 Watch where you walk, 2 dollar fine, sign of the times here in 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, cause the scars a razor make is nothin' in comparison 
To the gas left on this whole ma**, if we don't get it controlled 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


 Another day, another dollar, my mother will holla 
She said "go and see the world for myself, and my brother Shafala"
Pops was smooth, from his top to his shoes 
Sang the rules, guitar strings he played smokin' his ?

? 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' cause somebody pulled a knife out

So I look at this poem, I'm hooked to this tune
 Every night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly 
But jail was ahead of me, ?
Reading's what I should've done, cause 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 hustlers 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


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