Project Windows Chords by Nas
Tempo:
82.9 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
Bb
Eb
Abm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Gb] [Abm] Black hoods, [Bb] cops and projects, sewers [Ab] flooded with foul blockage.
[Bb] The gutters wild and every child watches.
Chains atop [F] locks get ripped off hinges.
[Eb] Door kicked off, drunk stag off, smearing off, wipe your beard off.
Crippled [Ebm] dope means a wheelchair [Abm] stare.
Fizz and blurry, cause buried deep in they minds I [Ebm] hear the stories.
Betty's a [Bbm] mirror image of that 70's era.
He's finished for the rest of his life, till he [Gb] fades out.
[Ebm] The liquor store workers miss him, but then it [Abm] plays out.
So many ways out the hood, but no [Bb] signs say out.
Mental slave [Bbm] out, from gas go off.
I [Bb] show off, [F] niggas up north.
[Ebm] Prisonology talk, till they time cut off.
[Bb] You should chill if you short, [Ab] prepare a deep thought to hit the [Bb] street again.
Get it on, get this paper and breathe [Db] again.
Plant a leaf, something [Ebm] behind, so your name will [Db] live on,
no matter what the [G] game lives on.
[Bb]
[Abm] Looking out of my private [Ebm] window,
looking [F] out
[Ebm] on it's [A] fire.
Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my private [Ebm] window,
oh I'm [F] feeling [Eb] it, it's sniffing so fire.
Yo, if [Abm] this piano's the cake, then my words are the candles.
Light it up, make a wish and them angels will [Bbm] grant you.
And Pacey once [Fm] tried putting those angels in [Eb] bamboo.
They [Gb] lit it up, hit it up, now they [Eb] dismantle.
Think the whole world is crazy.
Got a nine, [Abm] watch where you walk.
Two dollar fine, sign of the times.
Here [Ebm] in New York, high Satan.
United Nations, quietly taking toll on your soul.
[Ab] Take it or leave it, just my [G] evaluation.
Stack looting [Ebm] guns, teach the girls karate.
[Abm] School your sons not to hate, but to stay awake.
Cause the [Bb] scars a razor make is nothing [F] in comparison
to the [Bb] gas left on this whole mass.
If we don't get in control [Abm] fast, might as well [Ebm] be.
Laughing with Malcolm [Abm] X's assassin as we die slow.
Perishing brain dead [Eb] from an Erickson.
Words [Db] are the medicine.
Two [Ebm] teaspoons for goons, a cup of it for those thuggin' it.
Y'all [Ab] sing the tune.
[Ebm] ♪ Looking [Abm] out of my front door window [Ebm] [Bbm] ♪
♪ Looking up, [Ebm] I feel [Eb] uninspired ♪
♪ [Ebm] Looking out of my [Abm] front door [Ebm] window ♪
♪ I'm [F] floating, [Bb] it's me feeling [Eb] so [Ab] tired ♪
Another day, another [Bb] dollar, my mother would holler.
She [Abm] said, go and see the world for myself
and my [Ebm] brother, Shefala.
Pops [F] was smooth from his top to his [Ebm] shoe.
Sing the blues, guitar strings he played,
smoking his [Ab] cool through Gallican hat.
[Bb] Picture this, yo, [Ab] 70s cat.
He wrote his music in the back of the crib.
[Bb] I did my homework at night, [F] the window,
the speakers [Eb] pumping light bulb.
I fight people screaming
cause somebody [Ab] pulled a knife out.
So I look at [Bb] this room, I'm hooked to this [Ab] tune.
[Abm] Every night, the same melody.
Hell sounded [Ebm] so heavily, but jail was [Db] ahead of me.
But speeding like [Eb] amphetamine.
[Gb] Reading is what I should have done
cause my [Abm] imagination would run.
I [Bb] wasn't patient to get out
and [Abm] become part of the noise out there.
[Eb] I used to stay five stories down,
basketball courts, shut up [Bbm] playgrounds.
And I witnessed the murders and police [Ab] shakedowns.
Yo, the hustlers [Bb] and hoes, drugs and four [Ab] floors.
This was the life for [N] every kid looking out project [Bb] windows.
[F]
[Ebm] ♪ [Eb] Looking out of [Ebm] my front door [Eb] window ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Eb] feel so uninspired ♪
♪ Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, makes me [Ebm] feel so tired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Ebm] feel so uninspired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking [Bb] out, looking [Eb] out of my front [Bb] door window ♪
♪ Looking out, makes me feel so tired [Eb] ♪
[Bb] ♪ Staring out [Bbm] of my [Ebm] window, [F] oh I [Eb] feel so tired, [Ab] [Bb]
[Ab] [Bb] oh yeah ♪
♪ [Ebm] Staring out of my window, [F]
[Eb] oh looking out, [Abm] looking out of [Bb] my [Ab] window, [B] oh yeah [Ebm] ♪
♪ [F] Makes me [Eb] feel so tired, [Bb] oh looking [Eb] out of my front door window ♪
♪ [Fm] Makes [Ebm] me [Eb] feel so tired, [Ebm] looking out
[Bb] The gutters wild and every child watches.
Chains atop [F] locks get ripped off hinges.
[Eb] Door kicked off, drunk stag off, smearing off, wipe your beard off.
Crippled [Ebm] dope means a wheelchair [Abm] stare.
Fizz and blurry, cause buried deep in they minds I [Ebm] hear the stories.
Betty's a [Bbm] mirror image of that 70's era.
He's finished for the rest of his life, till he [Gb] fades out.
[Ebm] The liquor store workers miss him, but then it [Abm] plays out.
So many ways out the hood, but no [Bb] signs say out.
Mental slave [Bbm] out, from gas go off.
I [Bb] show off, [F] niggas up north.
[Ebm] Prisonology talk, till they time cut off.
[Bb] You should chill if you short, [Ab] prepare a deep thought to hit the [Bb] street again.
Get it on, get this paper and breathe [Db] again.
Plant a leaf, something [Ebm] behind, so your name will [Db] live on,
no matter what the [G] game lives on.
[Bb]
[Abm] Looking out of my private [Ebm] window,
looking [F] out
[Ebm] on it's [A] fire.
Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my private [Ebm] window,
oh I'm [F] feeling [Eb] it, it's sniffing so fire.
Yo, if [Abm] this piano's the cake, then my words are the candles.
Light it up, make a wish and them angels will [Bbm] grant you.
And Pacey once [Fm] tried putting those angels in [Eb] bamboo.
They [Gb] lit it up, hit it up, now they [Eb] dismantle.
Think the whole world is crazy.
Got a nine, [Abm] watch where you walk.
Two dollar fine, sign of the times.
Here [Ebm] in New York, high Satan.
United Nations, quietly taking toll on your soul.
[Ab] Take it or leave it, just my [G] evaluation.
Stack looting [Ebm] guns, teach the girls karate.
[Abm] School your sons not to hate, but to stay awake.
Cause the [Bb] scars a razor make is nothing [F] in comparison
to the [Bb] gas left on this whole mass.
If we don't get in control [Abm] fast, might as well [Ebm] be.
Laughing with Malcolm [Abm] X's assassin as we die slow.
Perishing brain dead [Eb] from an Erickson.
Words [Db] are the medicine.
Two [Ebm] teaspoons for goons, a cup of it for those thuggin' it.
Y'all [Ab] sing the tune.
[Ebm] ♪ Looking [Abm] out of my front door window [Ebm] [Bbm] ♪
♪ Looking up, [Ebm] I feel [Eb] uninspired ♪
♪ [Ebm] Looking out of my [Abm] front door [Ebm] window ♪
♪ I'm [F] floating, [Bb] it's me feeling [Eb] so [Ab] tired ♪
Another day, another [Bb] dollar, my mother would holler.
She [Abm] said, go and see the world for myself
and my [Ebm] brother, Shefala.
Pops [F] was smooth from his top to his [Ebm] shoe.
Sing the blues, guitar strings he played,
smoking his [Ab] cool through Gallican hat.
[Bb] Picture this, yo, [Ab] 70s cat.
He wrote his music in the back of the crib.
[Bb] I did my homework at night, [F] the window,
the speakers [Eb] pumping light bulb.
I fight people screaming
cause somebody [Ab] pulled a knife out.
So I look at [Bb] this room, I'm hooked to this [Ab] tune.
[Abm] Every night, the same melody.
Hell sounded [Ebm] so heavily, but jail was [Db] ahead of me.
But speeding like [Eb] amphetamine.
[Gb] Reading is what I should have done
cause my [Abm] imagination would run.
I [Bb] wasn't patient to get out
and [Abm] become part of the noise out there.
[Eb] I used to stay five stories down,
basketball courts, shut up [Bbm] playgrounds.
And I witnessed the murders and police [Ab] shakedowns.
Yo, the hustlers [Bb] and hoes, drugs and four [Ab] floors.
This was the life for [N] every kid looking out project [Bb] windows.
[F]
[Ebm] ♪ [Eb] Looking out of [Ebm] my front door [Eb] window ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Eb] feel so uninspired ♪
♪ Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, makes me [Ebm] feel so tired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Ebm] feel so uninspired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking [Bb] out, looking [Eb] out of my front [Bb] door window ♪
♪ Looking out, makes me feel so tired [Eb] ♪
[Bb] ♪ Staring out [Bbm] of my [Ebm] window, [F] oh I [Eb] feel so tired, [Ab] [Bb]
[Ab] [Bb] oh yeah ♪
♪ [Ebm] Staring out of my window, [F]
[Eb] oh looking out, [Abm] looking out of [Bb] my [Ab] window, [B] oh yeah [Ebm] ♪
♪ [F] Makes me [Eb] feel so tired, [Bb] oh looking [Eb] out of my front door window ♪
♪ [Fm] Makes [Ebm] me [Eb] feel so tired, [Ebm] looking out
Key:
Ebm
Bb
Eb
Abm
F
Ebm
Bb
Eb
[Gb] _ _ _ _ [Abm] Black hoods, [Bb] cops and projects, sewers [Ab] flooded with foul blockage.
[Bb] The gutters wild and every child watches.
Chains atop [F] locks get ripped off hinges.
[Eb] Door kicked off, drunk stag off, smearing off, wipe your beard off.
Crippled [Ebm] dope means a wheelchair [Abm] stare.
Fizz and blurry, cause buried deep in they minds I [Ebm] hear the stories.
Betty's a [Bbm] mirror image of that 70's era.
He's finished for the rest of his life, till he [Gb] fades out.
[Ebm] The liquor store workers miss him, but then it [Abm] plays out.
So many ways out the hood, but no [Bb] signs say out.
Mental slave [Bbm] out, from gas go off.
I [Bb] show off, [F] niggas up north.
[Ebm] Prisonology talk, till they time cut off.
[Bb] You should chill if you short, [Ab] prepare a deep thought to hit the [Bb] street again.
Get it on, get this paper and breathe [Db] again.
Plant a leaf, something [Ebm] behind, so your name will [Db] live on,
no matter what the [G] game lives on.
[Bb] _
[Abm] Looking out of my private [Ebm] window,
looking [F] out _
[Ebm] on it's [A] fire.
Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my private [Ebm] window,
oh I'm [F] feeling [Eb] it, it's sniffing so fire.
Yo, if [Abm] this piano's the cake, then my words are the candles.
Light it up, make a wish and them angels will [Bbm] grant you.
And Pacey once [Fm] tried putting those angels in [Eb] bamboo.
They [Gb] lit it up, hit it up, now they [Eb] dismantle.
Think the whole world is crazy.
Got a nine, [Abm] watch where you walk.
Two dollar fine, sign of the times.
Here [Ebm] in New York, high Satan.
United Nations, quietly taking toll on your soul.
[Ab] Take it or leave it, just my [G] evaluation.
Stack looting [Ebm] guns, teach the girls karate.
[Abm] School your sons not to hate, but to stay awake.
Cause the [Bb] scars a razor make is nothing [F] in comparison
to the [Bb] gas left on this whole mass.
If we don't get in control [Abm] fast, might as well [Ebm] be.
Laughing with Malcolm [Abm] X's assassin as we die slow.
Perishing brain dead [Eb] from an Erickson.
Words [Db] are the medicine.
Two [Ebm] teaspoons for goons, a cup of it for those thuggin' it.
Y'all [Ab] sing the tune.
[Ebm] ♪ Looking [Abm] out of my front door window [Ebm] [Bbm] ♪
♪ Looking up, [Ebm] I feel _ [Eb] uninspired ♪
♪ [Ebm] Looking out of my [Abm] front door [Ebm] window ♪
♪ I'm [F] floating, [Bb] it's me feeling [Eb] so [Ab] tired ♪
Another day, another [Bb] dollar, my mother would holler.
She [Abm] said, go and see the world for myself
and my [Ebm] brother, Shefala.
Pops [F] was smooth from his top to his [Ebm] shoe.
Sing the blues, guitar strings he played,
smoking his [Ab] cool through Gallican hat.
[Bb] Picture this, yo, [Ab] 70s cat.
He wrote his music in the back of the crib.
[Bb] I did my homework at night, [F] the window,
the speakers [Eb] pumping light bulb.
I fight people screaming
cause somebody [Ab] pulled a knife out.
So I look at [Bb] this room, I'm hooked to this [Ab] tune.
[Abm] Every night, the same melody.
Hell sounded [Ebm] so heavily, but jail was [Db] ahead of me.
But speeding like [Eb] amphetamine.
[Gb] Reading is what I should have done
cause my [Abm] imagination would run.
I [Bb] wasn't patient to get out
and [Abm] become part of the noise out there.
[Eb] I used to stay five stories down,
basketball courts, shut up [Bbm] playgrounds.
And I witnessed the murders and police [Ab] shakedowns.
Yo, the hustlers [Bb] and hoes, drugs and four [Ab] floors.
This was the life for [N] every kid looking out project [Bb] windows.
_ [F] _
[Ebm] ♪ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ Looking out of [Ebm] my front door [Eb] window ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Eb] feel so uninspired ♪
♪ Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, makes me [Ebm] feel so tired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Ebm] feel so uninspired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking [Bb] out, looking [Eb] out of my front [Bb] door window ♪
♪ Looking out, makes me feel so tired [Eb] ♪
[Bb] ♪ Staring out [Bbm] of my [Ebm] window, _ [F] oh I [Eb] feel so tired, [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Ab] [Bb] oh yeah ♪
♪ [Ebm] Staring out of my window, [F] _
[Eb] oh _ looking out, [Abm] looking out of [Bb] my [Ab] window, [B] oh yeah [Ebm] ♪
♪ [F] Makes me [Eb] feel so tired, _ _ [Bb] oh looking [Eb] out of my front door window ♪
♪ [Fm] Makes [Ebm] me [Eb] feel so tired, [Ebm] _ _ looking out
[Bb] The gutters wild and every child watches.
Chains atop [F] locks get ripped off hinges.
[Eb] Door kicked off, drunk stag off, smearing off, wipe your beard off.
Crippled [Ebm] dope means a wheelchair [Abm] stare.
Fizz and blurry, cause buried deep in they minds I [Ebm] hear the stories.
Betty's a [Bbm] mirror image of that 70's era.
He's finished for the rest of his life, till he [Gb] fades out.
[Ebm] The liquor store workers miss him, but then it [Abm] plays out.
So many ways out the hood, but no [Bb] signs say out.
Mental slave [Bbm] out, from gas go off.
I [Bb] show off, [F] niggas up north.
[Ebm] Prisonology talk, till they time cut off.
[Bb] You should chill if you short, [Ab] prepare a deep thought to hit the [Bb] street again.
Get it on, get this paper and breathe [Db] again.
Plant a leaf, something [Ebm] behind, so your name will [Db] live on,
no matter what the [G] game lives on.
[Bb] _
[Abm] Looking out of my private [Ebm] window,
looking [F] out _
[Ebm] on it's [A] fire.
Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my private [Ebm] window,
oh I'm [F] feeling [Eb] it, it's sniffing so fire.
Yo, if [Abm] this piano's the cake, then my words are the candles.
Light it up, make a wish and them angels will [Bbm] grant you.
And Pacey once [Fm] tried putting those angels in [Eb] bamboo.
They [Gb] lit it up, hit it up, now they [Eb] dismantle.
Think the whole world is crazy.
Got a nine, [Abm] watch where you walk.
Two dollar fine, sign of the times.
Here [Ebm] in New York, high Satan.
United Nations, quietly taking toll on your soul.
[Ab] Take it or leave it, just my [G] evaluation.
Stack looting [Ebm] guns, teach the girls karate.
[Abm] School your sons not to hate, but to stay awake.
Cause the [Bb] scars a razor make is nothing [F] in comparison
to the [Bb] gas left on this whole mass.
If we don't get in control [Abm] fast, might as well [Ebm] be.
Laughing with Malcolm [Abm] X's assassin as we die slow.
Perishing brain dead [Eb] from an Erickson.
Words [Db] are the medicine.
Two [Ebm] teaspoons for goons, a cup of it for those thuggin' it.
Y'all [Ab] sing the tune.
[Ebm] ♪ Looking [Abm] out of my front door window [Ebm] [Bbm] ♪
♪ Looking up, [Ebm] I feel _ [Eb] uninspired ♪
♪ [Ebm] Looking out of my [Abm] front door [Ebm] window ♪
♪ I'm [F] floating, [Bb] it's me feeling [Eb] so [Ab] tired ♪
Another day, another [Bb] dollar, my mother would holler.
She [Abm] said, go and see the world for myself
and my [Ebm] brother, Shefala.
Pops [F] was smooth from his top to his [Ebm] shoe.
Sing the blues, guitar strings he played,
smoking his [Ab] cool through Gallican hat.
[Bb] Picture this, yo, [Ab] 70s cat.
He wrote his music in the back of the crib.
[Bb] I did my homework at night, [F] the window,
the speakers [Eb] pumping light bulb.
I fight people screaming
cause somebody [Ab] pulled a knife out.
So I look at [Bb] this room, I'm hooked to this [Ab] tune.
[Abm] Every night, the same melody.
Hell sounded [Ebm] so heavily, but jail was [Db] ahead of me.
But speeding like [Eb] amphetamine.
[Gb] Reading is what I should have done
cause my [Abm] imagination would run.
I [Bb] wasn't patient to get out
and [Abm] become part of the noise out there.
[Eb] I used to stay five stories down,
basketball courts, shut up [Bbm] playgrounds.
And I witnessed the murders and police [Ab] shakedowns.
Yo, the hustlers [Bb] and hoes, drugs and four [Ab] floors.
This was the life for [N] every kid looking out project [Bb] windows.
_ [F] _
[Ebm] ♪ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ Looking out of [Ebm] my front door [Eb] window ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Eb] feel so uninspired ♪
♪ Looking [Ebm] out, looking [Eb] out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, makes me [Ebm] feel so tired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking out of my front door window [Ebm] ♪
♪ Looking [F] out, I [Ebm] feel so uninspired [Eb] ♪
♪ Looking [Bb] out, looking [Eb] out of my front [Bb] door window ♪
♪ Looking out, makes me feel so tired [Eb] ♪
[Bb] ♪ Staring out [Bbm] of my [Ebm] window, _ [F] oh I [Eb] feel so tired, [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Ab] [Bb] oh yeah ♪
♪ [Ebm] Staring out of my window, [F] _
[Eb] oh _ looking out, [Abm] looking out of [Bb] my [Ab] window, [B] oh yeah [Ebm] ♪
♪ [F] Makes me [Eb] feel so tired, _ _ [Bb] oh looking [Eb] out of my front door window ♪
♪ [Fm] Makes [Ebm] me [Eb] feel so tired, [Ebm] _ _ looking out