Luyện nghe bài hát Pictures On My Wall

(Intro)
I can't breath in this space that's filled your sound
Can't call a spade, a spade in this
Dug a that I can't get out
I can't figure, I can't it out, out, out

(Verse 1 XV)
It was a pin up, the would print up
That made me that pen up, that kept a niggas chin up
That turned losers to winner, in that minute we would up
die down the expectations they thought we'd live up
It was everything, most hate it
Niggas with dreams, wearing bling, screaming that made it
New York rapper 'son', West Coast niggas said 'cuz',
Mid-West dude said 'fam', Damn no wonder I
Related to my grandmother that me comics
To be honest, it bother her as much as momma
Drama expected, the nomination of Obama
Kept me in my room, hiding out Osama, Step father didn't dig it,
They were shoveling dreams to an underage teen whose real father couldn't
So I put on those headphones and listened
As the on my wall turned to kingdom from a prison
I them singing

(Chorus)
Keep your head up
mine deep in the ground
Hide the love that I found,
It's a that I can't get out
I can't figure it, I figure it out

(Hanging on my wall)
(Hanging on my wall)
(Hanging on my wall)

on my mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I can't figure it out (Hanging on my wall)
Always on (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

(Verse 2 XV)
I know crazy to think my pictures talked
And we created a rocket, I got in and off
Well maybe the ladder was kind of
And the formal was of wrong
So all I is these song and posters up on my wall
Sometimes I took them to to feel cool
Couldn't bring the CD, the case was a
And I refused to burn money, I'm saving green in my
You walk in and think it was
And beef allowed, Pac was next to Biggie, and Dre was next Eazy
The was profound,
I turned the music and put on my own recital
In a room full of my idols, made me suicidal
Traded pencil for urban marketing
Lawyer, doctor, from street scholaring,
White collar Police collarin', mom and pops hollarin'
But I just tune it out, the tune is loud as I begin and

(Chorus)
Keep your head up
mine deep in the ground
Hide away the love I found,
a world that I can't get out
I can't it, I can't figure it out

(Hanging on my wall)
(Hanging on my wall)
(Hanging on my wall)

on my mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I can't it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I can't it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

(Verse 3 XV)
Knocks on my door from the same fist that just knocked me to the floor
Punched me in the chest and then me in the jaw
'Whats wrong with Dad! I haven't done a thing in that was this bad!'
His ass doesn't care, trying to fight but it doesn't fair
Why my mom let this nigga come in
She begins to come to tears, I'm 'it's all your fault!'
He says what's this up on your wall
As I up at the ceiling, too weak to respond
With these of mere mortals that singing like gods
Trying to stand up to my feet and even the odds
But he knocks me back down and screams at my mom
He starts seeing a bond me and these pictures
He says 'look at these niggas, are they? Father figures?'
Now it's hard to ignore all I live for is now balled up on the floor
And its

(Outro)
Always on my mind (Hanging on my wall)
I figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

I can't breathe in space that's filled with your sound
Can't call a spade, a spade in this
Dug a hole that I get out
I figure, I can't figure this out, out, out