Thru the Window

[Coolio]<br>I take a look thru the window and all I see is pain<br>burnin on my brain like some weird type of acid rain<br>or a virus, it`s something that I can`t explain<br>I use to be different but now it seems that I`m the same<br>as the rest of these hard heads in my hood<br>I`m livin foul even though momma raised me good<br>Everywhere I turn it and everywhere I look <br>everybody that I know is, livin like a crook, and the<br>The cops wanna throw the book<br>the kitchen sink, a upper cut and a left hook<br>How can I explain this battering that we caught, it<br>wasn`t the way I was raised, it was the way I was taught<br>And the streets is a motherfucker (motherfucker)<br>But I be growin up like another sucker (`nother sucker)<br>I say the bomb be the last as I reflect on the past<br>with my face, pressed against the glass<br><br> "Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down" --> (sample) x4<br><br>[Billy Boy]<br>In nightfall thru the window, a silhouette<br>Beads of sweat and the palm of my hand is still wet<br>So put the safety on the Tek because this ??? ??? started yet<br>So many yesterdays I can`t forget<br>And now it`s nighttime but it seem like daytime<br>Helicopter lights makin the bud light like sunshine on my mind<br>Crack addicts, kids with automatics<br>Thugs who want static and those who already had it<br>Manifestations of a spirit, trapped in a flesh cage<br>Mind in fifth gear, imagination rampage<br>My brothers is walking thru night like a thief in the night<br>Three strikes you`re out because the color`s not right<br>And all I axe is "Why we jack and fight?" and try to save enough right<br>and I`m wrapped too tiiiight, uhh<br>Blowin in the pistol, suckin on some indo, lookin thru the window<br>and that`s all I see, uhh<br><br> "Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down" --> (sample) x4<br><br>[Coolio]<br>I`m hittin corners on the boulevard, lookin hard<br>Rims are shinin, sound is bumpin, I`m a superstar, yeah<br>Rollin in the ride and it`s not mine but<br>that`s alright cos I still feel fine<br><br>[Billy Boy]<br>Now I`m strapped with nothin but my mind and a screwdriver<br>Gimme twenty seconds at your skills like MacGyver (who?)<br>And I can take anything that I wanna take<br>but when you slip and push your fate, I`m parlayin off your paper like when<br>I`m<br><br>[Coolio]<br>Yankee Doodle came to Jersey rollin on some Dayton`s (Dayton`s)<br>Kept an Uzi under his seat so fools wouldn`t take him (take him)<br><br>[Billy Boy]<br>My homey had a cadillac sweeter than all the others<br>Went into the wrong hood, so they choked the motherfucker<br><br>[Coolio]<br>That`s how it goes (yeah) and that`s how it feels (right)<br>New Jersey Drive is for real<br>That`s how it goes and that`s how it feels<br>New Jersey Drive is for real (ugh)<br><br> "Goin down slowly, slowly, goin down" --> (sample) x4