Listen to Project Windows (feat. Ronald Isley) by Nas

Project Windows (feat. Ronald Isley)

Nas

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Nas

Performer

Ronald Isley

Performer

Kevin Scott

Bass Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Nasir Jones

Composer

Nashiem Myrick

Composer

Carlos Broady

Composer

Al West

Composer

Jean Claude Olivier

Jean Claude Olivier

Composer

Samuel Barnes

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Nas

Executive Producer

Carlos Broady for 6 July Music

Carlos Broady for 6 July Music

Producer

Nashiem Myrick

Producer

Poke & Tone for Track Masters Entertainment

Poke & Tone for Track Masters Entertainment

Producer

Al West for Xtraordinaire Entertainment

Al West for Xtraordinaire Entertainment

Producer

Poke

Producer

Tone

Mixing Engineer

Kevin Crause

Mixing Engineer

Chris Gehringer

Chris Gehringer

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Black hoods, cops and projects

Sewers flooded with foul blockage

The gutter's wild and every child watches

Chains in top locks get 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

He's finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out

[Verse 2]

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

**** up north, prison-ology talk till the 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 something behind

So your name'll live on, no matter what the game lives on

[Verse 3]

Looking out of my project window

Oh, I feel uninspired

Looking out of my project window

Oh, it makes me feel so tired

[Verse 4]

Yo, if this piano's the cake them 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

Now they dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9

Watch where you walk, two dollar fine

Sign of the times here in New York

Hire Satan, United Nations quietly taking toll on your soul

Take it or leave it just my evaluation

[Verse 5]

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 nothing in comparison

To the gas left on this whole mass

If we don't get it controlled fast

Might as well be laughing with Malcolm X's assassin as we die slow

Perishing, brain dead from a Ericsson

Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons

A cup of it for those thugging it, y'all sing the tune

[Verse 6]

Staring out of my project window

Oh, I feel uninspired

Looking out of my project window

Oh, it makes me feel so tired

[Verse 7]

Another day, another dollar, my mother will holla

She said, go and see the world for myself

And my brother should follow

Pops was smooth, from his top to his shoes

Sang the blues, guitar strings he played smoking his Kool

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, pumping life out

A fight, people screaming cause someone pulled a knife out

[Verse 8]

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, speeding like amphetamine

Readings 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, looking out project windows

[Verse 9]

Oh, outta my window

Looking out of my project window

Oh, I feel uninspired

Looking out of my project window

Oh, it makes me feel so tired

Staring out of my project window

Oh, I feel uninspired

Looking out of my project window

Oh, it makes me feel so tired

Staring out of my project window

Oh, I feel so tired

Outta my window

Looking out of my window

Makes me feel so tired

Looking out of my project window

Written by: Al West, Barnes Samuel J, Carlos Broady, Jean Claude Olivier, Nashiem Myrick, Nasir Jones, Samuel Barnes

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