Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out

I my way out
When the turned its back on me
I was up against the
I had no
No friends and no to catch my fall
Running on empty, with nothing left in me but
I up a pen
And wrote my way out (I my way out)

I up the pen like Hamilton
analyst, now I write words that try to channel 'em
No political power, just power
Sittin' on a crate on a corner, sippin' for
Schemin' on a up, from evening'to sun up
My man awaitin' trial, we younger
Courtroom prejudice, insufficient
lawyers, these images still relevant
Flickerin' lights my project hall
Sickenin', the mice crawl all long
And '87 Reaganism, many pages written on
Writin' about rights and wrongs and bails bonds
Master bedroom, bigger than the that I was raised at
I'm the architect like I the code to Waze app
I'm driven, black Elohim the streets of Queens
The definition of what It Was means
what I mean?

I my way out
the world turned its back on me
I was up the wall
I had no
No and no family to catch my fall
Running on empty, there was nothing in me but doubt
I up a pen
And I my way out (I wrote my way out)

I wrote my way up out of 6E
relationships with fiends, I know they miss me
Before the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten
Never had wrote a in my life, what was a sixteen?
At sixteen, in housin', trips to the mountains
Came back, trappin' off couches, watchin' for mouses
Only tools we was posed with, had a spot, lit
The hate is just confusion, pay attention how them switch
Diadora was my favorite, the Buchanans
Mama couldn't afford them, I learned everythin' on the
That's a big 8, Clicquot parties with private dancers with no
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we get steak
I persevered, composition, I kept it
Competition near, I'm a without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was written before I it
Opportunity knockin', might miss it, window closin'
poetry in motion, I'm a poet

I my way out
When the world its back on me
I was up the wall
I had no
No friends and no family to catch my
Running on empty, there was nothing in me but doubt
I up a pen
And my way out (I wrote my way out)

High speed, dubbin' these rhymes in my dual deck
Runnin' out of time like I'm Jonathan rent check
My mind is where the wild are, Maurice Sendak
In withdrawal, I want it all, give me that pen back
Y'all, I caught my first beatin' the other kids when I was caught readin'
"Oh, you think you smart? Blah! bleedin'"
My pops tried in vain to get me to fight
Sister tapped my brains, said, pssh, get 'em right back
Oversensitive, defenseless, I sense of it, I pencil in
The lengths to which I'd go to learn my and knock 'em senseless
These sentences are endless, so if they leave me friendless?
Damn, you got no chill, fuckin' I'm relentless
I Abuela's never really gonna win the lottery
So it's up to me to blood with this pen, hit an artery
Puerto Rican's brains are leakin' through the speakers
And if he can be the shinin' this side of the G.W.B and
a light when it's gray out

I my way out
Oh, I was in the eye of a storm
No lovin' arms to me warm
hurricane in my brain is the burden I bear
I can do without, I'm (I'm here)
I wrote my way out

I up the pen like Hamilton
I my way out of the projects
my way out of the projects
Picked up the pen Hamilton
I my way out of the
Wrote-wrote my way out of the
I my way out
Picked up the pen Hamilton
I my way out of the

(I my way out)
Really, I saw a hole in the rap game,
so if I to put my little two cents in the game,
hen it would be from a different
(I my way out)
I thought that I represent for my neighborhood and tell their story, be their voice, in a way that nobody has done it
Tell the story