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 catch my
Running on empty, with nothing in me but doubt
I up a pen
And wrote my way out (I my way out)

I up the pen like Hamilton
Street analyst, now I write words that try to 'em
No political power, just power
on a crate on a corner, sippin' for hours
Schemin' on a come up, evening'to sun up
My man trial, misdemeanors we younger
prejudice, insufficient evidence
Jailhouse lawyers, these images relevant
lights inside my project hall
Sickenin', the crawl all night long
And '87 Reaganism, many I've written on
Writin' songs about rights and and bails bonds
Master bedroom, bigger the crib that I was raised at
I'm the architect like I wrote the to Waze app
I'm driven, black Elohim the streets of Queens
The of what It Was Written means
Know I mean?

I my way out
When the world its back on me
I was up against the
I had no
No friends and no to catch my fall
on empty, there was nothing left 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
Develop relationships with fiends, I they miss me
Before the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten
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 tools we was with, had a spot, smoke lit
The is just confusion, pay attention how them jokes switch
was my favorite, the Mark Buchanans
Mama couldn't afford them, I everythin' on the border
a big 8, Clicquot parties with private dancers with no mixtape
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we could get
I persevered, composition, I it close
near, I'm a Spartan without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was written before I it
Opportunity knockin', might miss it, that window
This in motion, I'm a poet

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 my fall
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, these rhymes in my dual cassette deck
out of time like I'm Jonathan Larson's rent check
My mind is the wild things are, Maurice Sendak
In withdrawal, I want it all, please give me that pen
Y'all, I caught my first beatin' from the kids when I was caught readin'
"Oh, you think you smart? Blah! bleedin'"
My pops tried in to get me to fight back
Sister tapped my brains, said, pssh, you'll get 'em back
Oversensitive, defenseless, I sense 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' right I'm
I know never really gonna win the lottery
So it's up to me to blood with this pen, hit an artery
This Puerto brains are leakin' through the speakers
And if he can be the shinin' beacon side of the G.W.B and
Shine a light it's gray out

I my way out
Oh, I was in the eye of a storm
No arms to keep me warm
This 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 like
I my way out of the
my way out of the projects
I my way out
Picked up the pen Hamilton
I my way out of the

(I my way out)
Really, I saw like a in the rap game,
so if I wanted to put my little two in the game,
hen it would be from a different
(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