Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out (Remix)

I my way out
Wrote everything down far as I see
(Wait for it, wait for it, 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
it, my new 'vice is stay off my old vices
Even my new life is gon' cost me my old life
I wrote my way out of it (I wrote my way out), out of that hole
Shoes that don't even gotta be tied up, velcro
My sitting on the other side of that cell door
The other side of the track where I'm from 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 rhymes to a hundred
'Bout I plan to do in spite of what was done to me
I wrote my way out (I my way out)
Out of the poor house, my goals somehow
I never out, I'm a product of Motown
And now I'm in the eye
So if you see me solve a problem before
Just before I solved a problem that the problem got wrote down

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

Back to the store to get some bare
Government cheese, a half a gallon milk, and a pair of
I write my inside this journal, hope they hear my info
And if you think shit is dope then you should hear my intro
Yeah I used to argue with my teachers and go back and
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 I never had before
had no paper, I was plotting on them racks on racks
Niggas in your crib with the black on black
Just rumbling through your shit like have all that
'Cause I was lost, now I'm back on
Look I never been shit and that's just me being real
I gotta call it how I see it, that's me being trill
And I ain't trying to take advice, take it easier, chill
But if I gotta pay the price, fuck it, leave me the bill

(Yeah)

I my way out
Wrote down far as I could see
up a pen and I wrote my way out

Yeah, I wrote words on a page, on a surface
Graffiti on the wall my ancestors were purchased
I contemplate when the day I'm due to the earth is
I'm a subversive nation the birth of his own
Where shots get thrown and spots get
And the convicts roam on the streets of a conflict
not his home
Adrenaline, testosterone, and pride the throne speaking in a toxic tone
I feel like I my way up out of a burning building
To millions in this world of soldiers and civilians
I the oil every night as I return to brilliance
the gun, I'm under pressure, under surveillance
But I'm spitting the bigger picture, the benediction
Some people write and live I'm penning, this Little Richard
Paper begins to rip while I'm illustrating the
And a out and a way to break out
I shawshank the escape route

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