Project Windows Songtext
von Nas featuring Ron Isley

Black hoods, cops and projects, sewers flooded with foul blockage
The gutter′s wild and every child watches
Chains and top locks get ripped off hinges
Doors kicked off, drunk, stagger off Smirnoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare, vision blurry
'Cause buried deep in they minds are hidden scurries
Bet he′s a mirror image of that '70s era
He's finished for the rest of his life, ′til 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 niggas go off
I show off, niggas up North, prison-ology talk ′til 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 breed again
Plan to leave something behind
So your name'll live on, no matter what, the game lives on


Lookin′ out of my project window (Lookin' out)
Oh, I feel uninspired
Lookin′ out, lookin' out of my project window (I′m lookin')
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′ll grant you
Impatient ones try puttin′ those angels in bamboo
They lit it up, hit it up, now they dismantled
Think the whole world is crazy, got a.38, watch where you walk
Two-dollar fine, sign of the times, here in New York
Hire Satan, United Nations quietly takin' toll on 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 gash 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 Ericsson
Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
A cup of it for those thuggin' it, y′all sing the tune, uh


Lookin′ out of my project window (Lookin' out)
Oh, I feel uninspired
Lookin′ out, lookin' out of my project window (I′m lookin')
Oh, it makes me feel so tired

Another day, another dollar, my mother would holla
She said go and see the world for
Myself, and my brothers should follow
Pops was smooth from his top to his shoes
Sang the blues, guitar strings he played, smokin′ his Kools
Duke Ellington hat, picture this, yo, '70s cat
He wrote his music in the back of the crib, I did my homework
At night the windows were speakers, pumpin' life out
Or fight people screamin′ ′cause 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, for speedin′ like amphetamine
Readin'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 the killers, Glocks and.44s
This was the life of every kid lookin′ out project windows

Oh, out of my window
I'm starin', lookin′ out of my project window (Lookin′ out)
Oh, I feel uninspired
Lookin' out, lookin′ out of my project window (I'm lookin′)
Oh, it makes me feel so tired
Lookin' out of my project window (Lookin′ out)
Oh, I feel uninspired
Lookin' out, lookin' out of my project window (I′m lookin′)
Oh, it makes me feel so tired

Starin' out of, out my window
Oh, I feel so tired, oh yeah
Out of my window
Oh, lookin′ out, lookin' out of, lookin′ out my window, oh yeah
Makes me feel so tired, oh yeah
Lookin' out of my project window (Lookin′ out)
Oh, it makes me feel so tired
Lookin' out of my project window (Lookin' out)
Oh, it makes me feel so tired