Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out

I my way out
When the turned its back on me
I was up against the
I had no
No and no family to catch my fall
Running on empty, with left in me but doubt
I up a pen
And my way out (I wrote my way out)

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

I my way out
When the turned 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 I wrote my way out (I my way out)

I wrote my way up out of 6E
Develop with fiends, I know they miss me
the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten speed
Never had a rhyme in my life, what was a sixteen?
At sixteen, arrested in housin', trips to the
right back, trappin' off couches, watchin' for mouses
Only tools we was posed with, had a spot, lit
The hate is just confusion, pay how them jokes switch
was my favorite, the Mark Buchanans
Mama couldn't afford them, I everythin' on the border
That's a big 8, Clicquot with private dancers with no mixtape
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we could get
I persevered, composition, I kept it
Competition near, I'm a Spartan without the
hundred rhymes, it was written before I wrote it
Opportunity knockin', might miss it, window closin'
This in motion, I'm a poet

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

High speed, dubbin' these rhymes in my dual cassette
Runnin' out of time like I'm Jonathan Larson's check
My mind is where the wild things are, Sendak
In withdrawal, I want it all, give me that pen back
Y'all, I caught my first from the other kids when I was caught readin'
"Oh, you think you smart? Blah! bleedin'"
My tried in vain to get me to fight back
tapped my brains, said, pssh, you'll get 'em right back
Oversensitive, defenseless, I made of it, I pencil in
The lengths to I'd go to learn my strengths and knock 'em senseless
sentences are endless, so what if they leave me friendless?
Damn, you got no chill, right I'm relentless
I know never really gonna win the lottery
So it's up to me to draw with this pen, hit an artery
Puerto Rican's brains are leakin' through the speakers
And if he can be the shinin' beacon this of the G.W.B and
Shine a light when it's out

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

I picked up the pen like
I wrote my way out of the
my way out of the projects
Picked up the pen Hamilton
I my way out of the
Wrote-wrote my way out of the
I my way out
up the pen like Hamilton
I my way out of the

(I my way out)
Really, I saw like a in the rap game,
so if I to put my little two cents in the game,
hen it be from a different perspective
(I my way out)
I thought I would represent for my neighborhood and tell their story, be their voice, in a way that nobody has done it
Tell the story