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 in this town
Dug a that I can't get out
I figure, I can't figure 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 that minute we give up
Couldn't die down the expectations thought we'd live up
It was everything, most hate it
Niggas with dreams, wearing bling, screaming that they it
New York rapper said 'son', Coast niggas said 'cuz',
dude said 'fam', Damn no wonder I related
Related to my grandmother bought me comics
To be honest, it ain't bother her as 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 couldn't visit
So I put on those headphones and just
As the murals on my turned to kingdom from a prison
I hear them

(Chorus)
your head up high
Keep deep in the ground
Hide the love that I found,
It's a that I can't 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 figure it out (Hanging on my wall)
Always on (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I can't it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

(Verse 2 XV)
I it's crazy to think 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 and posters up on my wall
Sometimes I them to school to feel cool
Couldn't bring the CD, the was a jewel
And I refused to burn money, I'm saving green in my
You walk in and it was FernGully
And beef wasn't allowed, Pac was next to Biggie, and Dre was next
The was profound,
I turned the loud and put on my own recital
In a room full of my idols, made me less
pencil sharpening for urban marketing
Lawyer, doctor, from 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)
Keep your up high
Keep mine in the ground
Hide the love that I found,
It's a world that I 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 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 3 XV)
Knocks on my door came from the same fist just knocked me to the floor
Punched me in the chest and clocked 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 back but it doesn't fair
Why my mom let nigga come in here
She begins to come to tears, I'm screaming all your fault!'
He says this bullshit up on your wall
As I look up at the ceiling, too weak to
With these poses of mere mortals that singing gods
Trying to stand up to my and just even the odds
But he just me back down and screams at my mom
He starts seeing a bond between me and pictures
He says 'look at these niggas, what are they? Father
Now it's hard to ignore that all I 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 (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I can't it out (Hanging Pictures on my wall)

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