Luyện nghe bài hát Pictures On My Wall

(Intro)
I can't breath in this space filled with your sound
Can't a spade, a spade in this town
Dug a that 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, that kept a niggas up
turned losers to winner, in that minute we would give up
Couldn't die the expectations they 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', West niggas said 'cuz',
Mid-West dude said 'fam', Damn no I related
Related to my that bought me comics
To be honest, it ain't bother her as much as
Drama expected, like the of Obama
Kept me in my room, 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 those headphones and listened
As the murals on my wall turned to from a prison
I them singing

(Chorus)
your head up high
Keep deep in the ground
Hide away the love I found,
a world 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)

Always on my (Hanging Pictures on my wall)
I figure 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 crazy to my pictures talked
And we a rocket, I got in and lifted off
Well maybe the was kind of gone
And the formal was of wrong
So all I have is these song and posters up on my
Sometimes I took them to school to cool
bring the CD, the case was a jewel
And I to burn money, I'm saving green in my room
You in and think it was FernGully
And beef wasn't allowed, Pac was next to Biggie, and Dre was Eazy
The was profound,
I the music loud and put on my own recital
In a room full of my idols, made me suicidal
pencil sharpening for urban marketing
Lawyer, doctor, went street scholaring,
White collar from collarin', mom and pops hollarin'
But I just tune it out, the is loud as I begin and says

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

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

(Verse 3 XV)
Knocks on my door came from the same that just knocked me to the floor
me in the chest and then 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 back but it doesn't fair
Why my mom let this nigga in here
She begins to come to tears, I'm 'it's all your fault!'
He says what's bullshit up on your wall
As I up at the ceiling, too weak to respond
With these poses of mere mortals 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 between me and these pictures
He says 'look at these niggas, what are they? figures?'
Now it's hard to ignore that all I for is now balled up on the floor
And its

(Outro)
on my mind (Hanging Pictures 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)

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