Luyện nghe bài hát Pictures On My Wall

(Intro)
I can't breath in this space that's filled with your
call a spade, a spade in this town
Dug a hole 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 magazines would up
That made me pick that pen up, kept a niggas chin up
That turned losers to winner, in minute we would give up
Couldn't die down the they thought we'd live up
It was everything, most parents it
with dreams, wearing bling, screaming that they made it
New York rapper said 'son', West Coast niggas 'cuz',
Mid-West dude said 'fam', Damn no I related
Related to my grandmother that bought me
To be honest, it ain't bother her as as momma
Drama expected, like the of Obama
me in my room, hiding out like Osama, Step father didn't dig it,
They were dreams to an underage teen whose real father couldn't visit
So I put on headphones and just listened
As the on my wall turned to kingdom from a prison
I them singing

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

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

Always on my (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 think my pictures
And we a rocket, I got in and lifted off
maybe the ladder was kind of gone
And the formal was of wrong
So all I have is these and posters up on my wall
I took them to school to feel cool
Couldn't the CD, the case was a jewel
And I refused to burn money, I'm saving green in my
You walk in and 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, made me less
Traded pencil sharpening for urban
Lawyer, doctor, from street scholaring,
White collar from Police collarin', mom and pops
But I just tune it out, the tune is as I begin and says

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

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

Always on my (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I can't it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
Always on mind (Hanging 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 knocked me to the
Punched me in the chest and clocked me in the jaw
'Whats wrong with Dad! I haven't done a thing in school that was bad!'
His ass doesn't care, trying to fight back but it doesn't
Why my mom let this nigga in here
She begins to come to tears, I'm screaming 'it's all fault!'
He says what's bullshit up on your wall
As I up at the ceiling, too weak to respond
With poses of mere mortals that singing like gods
Trying to stand up to my feet and even the odds
But he just knocks me back and screams at my mom
He starts seeing a between me and these pictures
He says 'look at these niggas, what are they? figures?'
Now it's hard to ignore all I live for is now balled up on the floor
And its

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