Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out (Remix)

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

Uh, they said I wouldn't amount to
Now I the head of he who could give the crown concussion
Fuck it, my new is stay off my old vices
Even though my new is gon' cost me my old life
I wrote my way out of it (I wrote my way out), out of that hell
Shoes that don't even gotta be tied up, velcro
My freedom sitting on the other side of that cell
The other of the track where I'm from like railroads
My daddy 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 sold out, I'm a of Motown
And now I'm in the eye
So if you ever see me 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, for it, wait for it)
I my way out

Back to the store to get some bare
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 think this shit is dope you should hear my intro
Yeah I used to argue with my teachers and go and forth
Told them one day I be and be back for more
blow all of my bread to make it back on tour
And smash all the rich hoes I never had before
Ryan had no paper, I was on them racks on racks
Niggas sneaking in your crib with the black on
Just rumbling through your like lemme have all that
'Cause I was lost, now I'm on track
Look I ain't never been shit and that's just me real
I gotta call it how I see it, that's me being trill
And I ain't trying to advice, just take it easier, chill
But if I gotta pay the price, it, then leave me the bill

(Yeah)

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

Yeah, I wrote words on a page, on a surface
on the wall where my ancestors were purchased
I contemplate the day I'm due to inherit the earth is
I'm a subversive awaiting the birth of his own
shots get thrown and spots get blown
And the convicts on the streets of a conflict zone
It's not his
Adrenaline, testosterone, and pride keep the throne speaking in a toxic
I feel I wrote my way up out of a burning building
To earning in this world of soldiers and civilians
I the oil every night as I return to brilliance
Under the gun, I'm under pressure, under
But I'm spitting the picture, sending the benediction
Some people write and what I'm penning, this Little Richard
begins to rip while I'm illustrating the difference
And a fake out and a way to out
I shawshank the escape route

I my way out
Oh I was born in the eye of the
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