Project Windows
Nas Lyrics


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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 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 gats go off, I show off
Niggas up north, prisonology 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 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 (lookin' out)
Oh, I feel uninspired
Lookin' out, lookin' out of my project window
(Oh, I'm lookin' out)
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, hit it up, now they dismantled
Think the whole world is crazy, got a nine, watch where you walk
Two dollar fine, sign of the times here in New York
Hire Satan, United Nations quietly taken, 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 gas left on this whole mass, if we don't get it controlled 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
(Oh, I'm lookin' out)
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 follow
Pops was smooth, from his top to his shoes
Sang the blues, guitar strings he played smokin' his Kool
Duke Ellington 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' '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, speedin' like amphetamine
Reading'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 hustla's and hoes, drugs and fo'-fo's
This was the life of every kid, lookin' out project windows

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

Starin' out of, out my window
Oh I, feel so tired
Oh yeah, outta my window
Oh, lookin' out, lookin' out of
Lookin' out my window, oh yeah
Makes me, feel so tired




Lookin' out of my project window
Oh, it makes me feel, so tired

Overall Meaning

The song "Project Windows" by Nas is a gritty depiction of life in the projects, where black hoods, cops, and sewers are a constant reality. Nas describes the dire conditions of the neighborhood, where doors are kicked off, drunkards stagger, and cripples stare from wheelchairs with blurry vision. The lyrics express the sense of hopelessness felt by those trapped in poverty, with no signs pointing the way out of the mental slavehouse. The chorus emphasizes the sense of exhaustion and lack of inspiration felt by those who are constantly surrounded by these challenges.


The second verse of the song touches upon larger societal issues, such as the United Nations quietly taking control of people's souls, the importance of stacking loot and guns, and the need to teach young girls karate while teaching boys to avoid hatred. Nas repeats the importance of staying awake and aware, as ignorance can lead to tragedy. The third verse is a nostalgic reflection on Nas's childhood in the projects, during a time when his father played the guitar and his mother encouraged him to see the world.


Overall, "Project Windows" is a poignant portrayal of life in the projects, highlighting the systemic issues and harsh realities that many individuals face every day. The lyrics touch on themes such as hopelessness, exhaustion, and societal inequality.


Line by Line Meaning

Black hoods, cops 'n projects
The projects are dangerous due to gang violence and police brutality.


sewers flooded with foul blockage
The environment is unsanitary and polluted.


The gutter's wild and every child watches
Violence and crime are rampant and even children are exposed to it.


Changin top locks with ripped off hinges
People are breaking into others' homes in order to steal and survive.


doors kicked off, drunks stag off smirnoff, wipe your beard off
People are dealing with alcohol addiction and the neglect of their appearance.


Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare
Drug addiction has left some unable to care for themselves.


vision blurry, cus buried deep in they mind are hidden stories
The drug addicts have a past and backstory, but their drug addiction has caused them to not be able to see things clearly.


Bet he's a mirror image of that 70's era
He is like those who fell into addiction in the 70s, but now it is too late for him to recover.


finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out
His addiction has caused him to be stuck in his current state and he will remain there until he dies.


The liquor store workers miss him but then it plays out
The workers who know the addict personally miss him when he is no longer around due to his addiction, but they know it is just a cycle.


so many ways out the hood but no signs say out
There are paths to escape the difficult life in the projects, but there is no clear guidance on how to follow them.


Mental slavehouse where gats go off, I show off
The projects are like a prison of the mind where gun violence is commonplace and people must act tough to survive.


niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off
Those in prison talk about how to survive and stay safe there until their sentence is over.


You should chill if you short, prepare deep thought
Those who are struggling should focus on introspection and self-improvement instead of getting in trouble and facing prison time.


to hit the street again, get it on, get this paper and breathe again
To get back on their feet, they need to find ways to make money and support themselves.


Plan to leave somethin' behind
They should aim to make a positive impact and have a lasting legacy.


so your name'll live on, no matter what the game lives on
Even though the projects are an unforgiving place, they should aim to be remembered and have a lasting impact.


Yo, if this piano's the cake then my words are the candles
Nas compares his words to birthday candles on a cake that will bring light to the listener's life.


Light it up, make a wish, and them angels will grant you
If you make a wish, and have a positive attitude, good things will come your way.


Impatient once tried, but in those angels and bamboo they lit it up, *puff* *puff*, hit it up, *puff*
He tried to gain success quickly but later found peace in marijuana and a hopeful outlook.


Now they dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9
The drug addicts fall apart and believe the world is insane due to their addiction, they have a gun to protect them from danger.


watch where you walk, 2 dollar fine, sign of the times here in New York
New York City is a dangerous place where even walking can result in a fine or danger.


Hi Satan, United Nations quietly taken, to own your soul
Evil seems to lurk around every corner in the projects and it almost feels as if the devil himself runs the show.


take it or leave it, just my evaluation
This is just Nas's view of the projects and everything going on there, and individuals should form their own opinions.


Stack loot and guns, teach the girls karate, school your sons not to hate
People should save their money and protect themselves but also look to empower gender equality and kindness


but to stay awake, cus the scars a razor make is nothin' in comparison to the gas left on this whole mass, if we don't get it controlled fast
We need to be aware of the dangers that surround us, as they are much more significant than we might think.


might as well be, laughin' with Malcolm X's assassin as we die slow
If we don't control these dangers, we might as well be slowly dying while laughing with the one who killed Malcolm X.


perishin', brain dead from a Erickson
Without intervention, people's lives will fade away either from addiction or a toxic environment.


Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
Nas believes his words can heal and instill positivity in those who need it the most.


a cup of it for those thuggin' it, y'all sing the tune
Even those who live a dangerous lifestyle are still able to have hope and sing along to the message.


Another day, another dollar, my mother will holla
Life in the projects is a struggle to get by, and his mother is the one who brings in the income and is therefore always shouting and scolding.


She said 'go and see the world for myself, and my brother Should follow'
Nas's mother encourages him and his brother to leave the projects and experience the world.


Pops was smooth, from his top to his shoes
Nas's father was stylish and always dressed well.


sang the rules, guitar strings he played smokin' his ?
Nas's father played guitar and sang songs that contained messages for his family on how to survive in the projects.


? hat, picture this yo, seventies cat
Nas's father would wear a hat with a wide brim and looked like he stepped from the 70s.


He wrote his music in the back of the crib, I did my homework
Nas's father would write and play music in his home, while Nas did his homework nearby.


At night the windows were speakers, pumpin' life out
At night, his home was full of music that could be heard outside and brought energy to the entire community.


a fight, people screamin' cus somebody pulled a knife out
Even in a place of joy such as the projects, violence can still break out without warning.


So I look at this poem, I'm hooked to this tune
Nas reflects on this entire story and states that the music still resonates with him today.


every night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
Despite the prevalence of violence, the sounds of music mixed with the sounds of sirens came together to create a heavenly sounding melody.


But jail was ahead of me, at the speed like amphetamine
Despite everything his family was doing to keep them safe, jail seemed to be the only way out for Nas.


Reading's what I should've done, cus my imagination would run
Nas should have read more, as it inspired him and gave him hope to better his life.


I was impatient to get out and become part of the noise out there
He was eager to escape the projects and venture into the outside world where opportunity awaited him.


I used to stare, five stories down, basketball courts, shot up playgrounds
He would look out of his window and see a place riddled with violence, yet it was still a place for children to play basketball and have fun.


and I witnessed the murders and police shake-downs
Nas saw both sides of the coin; the brutal murders that took place, but also the way in which police would intimidate or harm the citizens.


Yo, the hustlas and hoes, drugs and fo-fos
The projects are filled with people selling drugs and participating in dangerous activities to get by.


This was the life of every kid, lookin' out project windows
Regardless of background or family, every child in the projects shares a similar upbringing full of danger and hardship.


Outta my window
The song ends with Nas looking out of his window, reflecting on everything he has experienced in the projects.


Lord I feel, uninspired
Despite everything, Nas feels drained and devoid of inspiration.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Nasir Jones, Carlos Daronde Broady, Samuel J. Barnes, Nashiem Myrick, Jean Claude Olivier, Alvin Germaine West

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