Luyện nghe bài hát Pictures On My Wall

(Intro)
I can't breath in this space filled with your sound
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 would print up
That me pick that pen up, that kept a niggas chin up
That turned losers to winner, in minute we would give up
die down the expectations they thought we'd live up
It was everything, most parents it
Niggas dreams, wearing bling, screaming that they made it
New York rapper said 'son', Coast niggas said 'cuz',
Mid-West dude said 'fam', Damn no wonder I
to my grandmother that bought me comics
To be honest, it bother her as much as momma
expected, like the nomination 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 visit
So I put on headphones and just listened
As the murals on my wall turned to kingdom a prison
I hear them

(Chorus)
Keep your head up
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 can't 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 (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

(Verse 2 XV)
I know it's to think my pictures talked
And we a rocket, I got in and lifted off
Well maybe the ladder was kind of
And the formal was kind of
So all I have is these and posters up on my wall
I took them to school 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 it was FernGully
And wasn't allowed, Pac was next to Biggie, and Dre was next Eazy
The was profound,
I the music loud and put on my own recital
In a room full of my idols, made me suicidal
Traded pencil sharpening for urban
Lawyer, doctor, went from scholaring,
White collar from Police collarin', mom and pops
But I just tune it out, the tune is as I begin and says

(Chorus)
your head up high
Keep mine 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 mind (Hanging on my wall)
I figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
Always on mind (Hanging on my wall)
I can't figure it out (Hanging on my wall)

(Verse 3 XV)
Knocks on my door came 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, to fight back but it doesn't fair
Why my mom let this nigga come in
She begins to come to tears, I'm screaming all your fault!'
He what's this bullshit up on your wall
As I look up at the ceiling, too to respond
With poses of mere mortals that singing like gods
Trying to stand up to my feet and just even the
But he just me back down and screams at my mom
He starts seeing a bond between me and pictures
He 'look at these niggas, what are they? Father figures?'
Now it's to ignore that all I live for is now balled up on the floor
And its

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