Luyện nghe bài hát Wrote My Way Out

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

I up the pen like Hamilton
Street analyst, now I write words that try to 'em
No political power, just lyrical
Sittin' on a crate on a corner, sippin' for
on a come up, from evening'to sun up
My man awaitin' trial, we younger
Courtroom prejudice, evidence
Jailhouse lawyers, images still relevant
lights inside my project hall
Sickenin', the mice crawl all night
And '87 Reaganism, many I've written on
Writin' songs about rights and wrongs and bails
Master bedroom, than the crib that I was raised at
I'm the architect like I the code to Waze app
I'm driven, black Elohim from the streets of
The definition of what It Was means
what I mean?

I my way out
When the world its back on me
I was up the wall
I had no
No and no family 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 fiends, I know they miss me
the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten speed
Never had wrote a in my life, what was a sixteen?
At sixteen, arrested in housin', trips to the
Came right back, trappin' off couches, watchin' for
Only we was posed with, had a spot, smoke lit
The hate is just confusion, pay attention how jokes switch
Diadora was my favorite, the Buchanans
Mama couldn't afford them, I everythin' on the border
That's a big 8, Clicquot parties with dancers with no mixtape
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we get steak
I persevered, composition, I it close
near, I'm a Spartan without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was written before I it
knockin', might miss it, that window closin'
This poetry in motion, I'm a

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

High speed, dubbin' these rhymes in my dual deck
Runnin' out of time like I'm Jonathan rent check
My is where the wild things are, Maurice Sendak
In withdrawal, I want it all, please me that pen back
Y'all, I caught my first beatin' the other 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 and knock 'em senseless
These sentences are endless, so if they leave me friendless?
Damn, you got no chill, right I'm relentless
I know Abuela's never really win the lottery
So it's up to me to draw with this pen, hit an artery
This Puerto Rican's brains are through the speakers
And if he can be the shinin' beacon this of the G.W.B and
Shine a light it's gray out

I my way out
Oh, I was born in the eye of a
No lovin' arms to keep me
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 like
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 would be from a perspective
(I my way out)
I thought that I would represent for my neighborhood and tell their story, be their voice, in a way that nobody has it
the real story