Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out

I my way out
Wrote everything down far as I see
(Wait for it, wait for it, for it)
I my way out

Uh, they said I amount to nothing
Now I hold the head of he who could the crown concussion
it, my new 'vice is stay off my old vices
Even though my new life is gon' me my old life
I wrote my way out of it (I wrote my way out), out of that hell
Shoes that don't even gotta be tied up, that's
My sitting on the other side of that cell door
The other side of the track where I'm from railroads
My daddy slapped the shit out my in front of me
Couldn't do shit about it at that time I was and weak
All I could do was write a rhymes to a hundred beats
what I plan to do in spite of what was done to me
I wrote my way out (I my way out)
Out of the poor house, accomplished my goals
I never out, I'm a product of Motown
And now I'm in the eye
So if you see me solve a problem before
Just know before I a problem that the problem got wrote down

I my way out
Wrote down far as I could see
(Wait for it, wait for it, for it)
I my way out

Back to the to get some bare essentials
Government cheese, a a gallon milk, and a pair of pencils
I write my life inside this journal, hope they my info
And if you think this is dope then you should hear my intro
Yeah I to argue with my teachers and go back and forth
Told them one day I be famous and be for more
blow all of my bread to make it back on tour
And smash all the rich hoes that I never had
Ryan had no paper, I was plotting on them on racks
sneaking in your crib with the black on black
Just rumbling your shit like lemme have all that
I was lost, now I'm back on track
Look I ain't never been shit and that's just me being
I gotta call it how I see it, that's me being trill
And I ain't trying to take advice, take it easier, chill
But if I gotta pay the price, fuck it, then me the bill

(Yeah)

I my way out
Wrote everything down far as I see
Picked up a pen and I my way out

Yeah, I wrote on a page, symbols on a surface
on the wall where my ancestors were purchased
I contemplate the day I'm due to inherit the earth is
I'm a subversive nation awaiting the of his own
Where shots get and spots get blown
And the convicts roam on the streets of a conflict
It's not his
Adrenaline, testosterone, and pride the throne speaking in a toxic tone
I feel like I wrote my way up out of a burning
To millions in this world of soldiers and civilians
I burn the oil every night as I return to
the gun, I'm under pressure, under surveillance
But I'm spitting the bigger picture, the benediction
Some people write and live what I'm penning, this Richard
begins to rip while I'm illustrating the difference
And a out and a way to break out
I shawshank the great route

I my way out
Oh I was born in the eye of the
No arms to keep me warm
hurricane in my brain is the burden I bear
I can do without, I'm
I wrote my way out