Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out (Remix)

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

Uh, they said I wouldn't to nothing
Now I hold the of he who could give the crown concussion
it, my new 'vice is stay off my old vices
Even though my new life is cost me my old life
I wrote my way out of it (I wrote my way out), out of that hole
Shoes that even gotta be tied up, that's velcro
My freedom sitting on the side of that cell door
The side of the track where I'm from like railroads
My daddy slapped the shit out my in front of me
Couldn't do about it at that time I was young and weak
All I do was write a hundred rhymes to a hundred beats
what I plan to do in spite of what was done to me
I my way out (I wrote 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 know before I a problem that the problem got wrote down

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

Back to the to get some bare essentials
Government cheese, a a gallon milk, and a pair of pencils
I write my life this journal, hope they hear my info
And if you this shit is dope then you should hear my intro
I used to argue with my teachers and go back and forth
Told one day I be famous and be back for more
Maybe blow all of my to make it back on tour
And smash all the hoes that I never had before
Ryan had no paper, I was on them racks on racks
Niggas sneaking in your crib with the on black
Just rumbling through your shit like lemme all that
I was lost, now I'm back on track
Look I ain't been shit and that's just me being real
I gotta call it how I see it, that's just me trill
And I trying to take advice, just take it easier, chill
But if I gotta pay the price, fuck it, then leave me the

(Yeah)

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

Yeah, I wrote on a page, symbols on a surface
Graffiti on the where my ancestors were purchased
I when the day I'm due to inherit the earth is
I'm a subversive nation the birth of his own
Where shots get and spots get blown
And the convicts roam on the streets of a conflict
It's not his
Adrenaline, testosterone, and pride keep the throne in a toxic tone
I feel like I wrote my way up out of a building
To earning millions in this world of soldiers and
I burn the oil every night as I return to
Under the gun, I'm under pressure, 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 I'm illustrating the difference
And a out and a way to break out
I the great escape route

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