Project Window Lyrics - Nastradamus - Nas

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, 'cus buried deep in they mind 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 slave house where gats go off, I show off 

Niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off 

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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 

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 

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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