Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out

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

I up the pen like Hamilton
Street analyst, now I write that try to channel 'em
No political power, just power
Sittin' on a on a corner, sippin' for hours
Schemin' on a come up, from sun up
My man trial, misdemeanors we younger
Courtroom prejudice, evidence
Jailhouse lawyers, these images relevant
Flickerin' lights inside my hall
Sickenin', the mice crawl all long
And '87 Reaganism, pages I've written on
Writin' songs about rights and wrongs and bonds
Master bedroom, than the crib that I was raised at
I'm the like I wrote the code to Waze app
I'm driven, black Elohim the streets of Queens
The definition of what It Was Written
Know what I

I my way out
When the world its back on me
I was up against the
I had no
No and no family to catch my fall
Running on empty, was nothing 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 know miss me
the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten speed
Never had wrote a rhyme in my life, what was a
At sixteen, arrested in housin', to the mountains
Came right back, trappin' off couches, watchin' for
Only we was posed with, had a spot, smoke lit
The hate is confusion, pay attention how them jokes switch
Diadora was my favorite, the Buchanans
Mama afford them, I learned everythin' on the border
That's a big 8, Clicquot parties with private with no mixtape
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we get steak
I persevered, composition, I kept it
near, I'm a Spartan without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was written I wrote it
Opportunity knockin', might it, that window closin'
This in motion, I'm a poet

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 catch my
Running on empty, there was left in me but doubt
I up a pen
And wrote my way out (I my way out)

High speed, dubbin' these rhymes in my dual deck
out of time like I'm Jonathan Larson's rent check
My mind is where the wild are, Maurice Sendak
In withdrawal, I want it all, please give me pen back
Y'all, I my first beatin' from 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 what if they leave me
Damn, you got no chill, fuckin' right I'm
I know Abuela's never really win the lottery
So it's up to me to draw blood with pen, hit an artery
This Puerto Rican's brains are leakin' through the
And if he can be the shinin' beacon this of the G.W.B and
Shine a when it's gray out

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

I picked up the pen Hamilton
I wrote my way out of the
Wrote-wrote my way out of the
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 like
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 perspective
(I my way out)
I thought that I would represent for my neighborhood and tell their story, be their voice, in a way that has done it
the real story