Luyện nghe bài hát Pictures On My Wall

(Intro)
I can't breath in this space that's with your sound
Can't call a spade, a spade in 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 made me pick that pen up, kept a niggas chin up
That losers to winner, in that minute we would give up
Couldn't die down the expectations they thought live up
It was everything, most hate it
Niggas with dreams, wearing bling, that they made it
New York rapper said 'son', West Coast said 'cuz',
dude said 'fam', Damn no wonder I related
Related to my that bought me comics
To be honest, it bother her as much as momma
Drama expected, like the nomination of
Kept me in my room, hiding out like Osama, 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 murals on my wall to kingdom from a prison
I hear them

(Chorus)
Keep head up high
Keep deep in the ground
Hide away the 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 figure it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
on mind (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I can't figure it out (Hanging on my wall)

(Verse 2 XV)
I know crazy to think my pictures talked
And we a rocket, I got in and lifted off
Well maybe the was kind of gone
And the was kind of wrong
So all I have is song and posters up on my wall
Sometimes I them to school to feel cool
Couldn't the CD, the case was a jewel
And I refused to burn money, I'm saving in my room
You walk in and think it was
And beef wasn't allowed, Pac was 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, from street scholaring,
White collar Police collarin', mom and pops hollarin'
But I just tune it out, the is loud as I begin and says

(Chorus)
Keep head up high
Keep mine deep in the
Hide away the love I found,
It's a world 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)

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

(Verse 3 XV)
Knocks on my came 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 in school that was this bad!'
His ass doesn't care, trying to fight back but it fair
Why my mom let this come in here
She begins to come to tears, I'm 'it's all your fault!'
He says what's this bullshit up on wall
As I look up at the ceiling, too weak to
With these poses of mortals that singing like gods
Trying to stand up to my and just even the odds
But he just knocks me back down and at my mom
He starts seeing a between me and these pictures
He says 'look at niggas, what are they? Father figures?'
Now it's hard to ignore that all I live for is now balled up on the
And its

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