Luyện nghe bài hát Pictures On My Wall

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

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

(Chorus)
Keep head up high
Keep mine in the ground
Hide away the 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)
on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

(Verse 2 XV)
I know it's crazy to my pictures talked
And we created a rocket, I got in and off
Well maybe the ladder was of gone
And the formal was kind of
So all I have is these song and posters up on my
Sometimes I took them to school to cool
Couldn't bring the CD, the case was a
And I refused to burn money, I'm saving green in my
You in and think it was FernGully
And wasn't 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, me less suicidal
Traded pencil sharpening for marketing
Lawyer, doctor, went street scholaring,
White collar from Police collarin', mom and hollarin'
But I just tune it out, the tune is loud as I begin and

(Chorus)
your head up high
Keep mine deep in the
Hide away the that I found,
It's a 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 figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

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

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

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