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 nothing left in me but
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 that try to 'em
No power, just lyrical power
Sittin' on a on a corner, sippin' for hours
Schemin' on a up, from evening'to sun up
My man trial, misdemeanors we younger
Courtroom prejudice, evidence
lawyers, these images still relevant
Flickerin' lights inside my project
Sickenin', the mice crawl all night
And '87 Reaganism, pages I've written on
Writin' songs rights and wrongs and bails bonds
Master bedroom, than the crib that I was raised at
I'm the like I wrote 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
the world turned its back on me
I was up against the
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 I my way out (I wrote my way out)

I really my way up out of 6E
Develop relationships with fiends, I know they me
Before the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten
Never had wrote a in my life, what was a sixteen?
At sixteen, in housin', trips to the mountains
Came right back, trappin' off couches, for mouses
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 Mark
Mama couldn't afford them, I learned everythin' on the
That's a big 8, Clicquot parties with private with no mixtape
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we could get
I persevered, composition, I it close
Competition near, I'm a without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was before I wrote it
knockin', might miss it, that window closin'
This in motion, I'm a poet

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 my way out (I wrote my way out)

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

I my way out
Oh, I was born in the eye of a
No arms to keep me warm
This hurricane in my brain is the I bear
I can do without, I'm (I'm here)
I wrote my way out

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

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