Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out

I my way out
When the world its back on me
I was up against the
I had no
No friends and no family to my fall
Running on empty, with left in me but doubt
I up a pen
And wrote my way out (I my way out)

I picked up the pen like
Street analyst, now I write words try to channel 'em
No power, just lyrical power
Sittin' on a crate on a corner, for hours
Schemin' on a up, from evening'to sun up
My man awaitin' trial, we younger
Courtroom prejudice, evidence
Jailhouse lawyers, images still relevant
Flickerin' lights inside my hall
Sickenin', the mice crawl all night
And '87 Reaganism, many pages I've on
Writin' songs about and wrongs and bails bonds
Master bedroom, bigger than the crib I was raised at
I'm the architect like I wrote the code to app
I'm driven, black Elohim from the streets of
The definition of what It Was means
Know what I

I my way out
When the world turned its on me
I was up the wall
I had no
No friends and no family to catch my
Running on empty, there was left in me but doubt
I up a pen
And I my way out (I wrote my way out)

I really my way up out of 6E
Develop relationships with fiends, I 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, arrested in housin', to the mountains
Came right back, off couches, watchin' for mouses
Only tools we was posed with, had a spot, lit
The hate is confusion, pay attention how them jokes switch
Diadora was my favorite, the Buchanans
Mama couldn't afford them, I learned everythin' on the
a big 8, Clicquot parties with private dancers with no mixtape
Bee Tuna, now we could get steak
I persevered, composition, I it close
Competition near, I'm a without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was written I wrote it
Opportunity knockin', might it, that 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 my fall
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, these rhymes in my dual cassette deck
Runnin' out of time like I'm Jonathan rent check
My mind is where the wild things are, Maurice
In withdrawal, I want it all, please me that pen back
Y'all, I caught my first beatin' the other kids when I was caught readin'
"Oh, you you smart? Blah! Start bleedin'"
My tried in vain to get me to fight back
Sister tapped my brains, said, pssh, you'll get 'em back
Oversensitive, defenseless, I made of it, I pencil in
The lengths to which I'd go to learn my strengths and knock 'em
These are endless, so what if they leave me friendless?
Damn, you got no chill, fuckin' I'm relentless
I know never really gonna win the lottery
So it's up to me to draw blood with this pen, hit an
This Puerto brains are leakin' through the speakers
And if he can be the beacon this side of the G.W.B and
Shine a light when it's out

I my way out
Oh, I was in the eye of a storm
No lovin' arms to keep me
This hurricane in my brain is the I bear
I can do without, I'm (I'm here)
Cause I 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 like
I my way out of the
my way out of the projects
I my way out
up the pen like Hamilton
I my way out of the

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