Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out

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

Uh, they I wouldn't amount to nothing
Now I hold the head of he who could give the concussion
Fuck it, my new 'vice is off my old vices
Even though my new life is cost me my old life
I wrote my way out of it (I wrote my way out), out of that hell
Shoes don't even gotta be tied up, that's velcro
My freedom sitting on the other side of that cell
The side of the track where I'm from like railroads
My slapped the shit out my momma in front of me
Couldn't do shit it at that time I was young and weak
All I could do was write a hundred to a hundred beats
'Bout what I plan to do in of what was done to me
I wrote my way out (I my way out)
Out of the poor house, accomplished my goals
I sold out, I'm a product of Motown
And now I'm in the eye
So if you ever see me solve a before
know before I solved a problem that the problem got wrote down

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

Back to the store to get bare essentials
cheese, a half a gallon milk, and a pair of pencils
I write my life inside this journal, hope they hear my
And if you this shit is dope then you should hear my intro
I used to argue with my teachers and go back and forth
Told them one day I be and be back for more
Maybe 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 racks on
Niggas sneaking in crib with the black on black
Just through your shit like lemme have all that
'Cause I was lost, now I'm back on
I ain't never been shit and that's just me being real
I gotta it how I see it, that's just me being trill
And I ain't trying to take advice, just it easier, chill
But if I pay the price, fuck it, then leave me the bill

(Yeah)

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

Yeah, I wrote words on a page, symbols on a
Graffiti on the wall where my were purchased
I when the day I'm due to inherit the earth is
I'm a subversive nation the birth of his own
Where shots get and spots get blown
And the convicts roam on the of a conflict zone
It's not his
Adrenaline, testosterone, and pride keep the throne speaking in a tone
I feel I wrote my way up out of a burning building
To earning millions in this world of and civilians
I burn the oil every as I return to brilliance
Under the gun, I'm under pressure, under
But I'm spitting the picture, sending the benediction
Some people write and live what I'm penning, this Little
begins to rip while I'm illustrating the difference
And a fake out and a way to out
I shawshank the escape route

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