เพลง Wrote My Way Out (Explicit)

Wrote My Way Out (书写我的人生之路) - Nas/Dave East/Lin-Manuel Miranda (林-曼努尔·米兰达)/Aloe Blacc

I wrote my way out

When the world turned it's back on me

I was up against the wall

I had no foundation

No friends and no family to catch my fall

Running on empty with nothing left in me but doubt

I picked up a pen

And wrote my way out

I picked up the pen like Hamilton

Street analyst now I write words that try to channel them

No political power just lyrical power

Sitting on a crate on a corner sipping for hours

Scheming on a come up from evening to sun up

My man awaiting trial misdemeanors we younger

Courtroom prejudice insufficient evidence

Jailhouse lawyers these images still relevant

Flickering lights inside my project hall

Sickening the mice crawl all night long

And '87 Reaganism many pages I've written on

Writing songs about rights and wrongs and bails bonds

Master bedroom bigger than the crib that I was raised at

I'm the architect like I wrote the code to Waze app

I'm driven black Elohim from the streets of queens

The definition of what it was written means

Know what I mean

I wrote my way out

When the world turned it's back on me

I was up against the wall

I had no foundation

No friends and no family to catch my fall

Running on empty there was nothing left in me but doubt

I picked up a pen

And I wrote my way out

I really wrote my way up out of 6E

Develop relationships with fiends I know they miss me

Before the metro cards it was tokens I did the ten speed

Never had wrote a rhyme in my life what was a sixteen

At sixteen arrested in housing trip to the mountains

Came right back trapping off couches watching for mouses

Only tools we was posed with had to spot smoke lit

The haters just confusion pay attention how them jokes switch

Theodora was my favorite of my

Mama couldn't afford them I learnt everything on the border

That's a big 8 coke parties with private dancers with no mixtape

Bumble bee tuna now we could get steak

I persevered composition I kept it close

Competition near I'm a spartan without the spear

Three hundred rhymes it was written before I wrote it

Opportunity knocking might miss it that window closing

This poetry in motion I'm a poet

I wrote my way out

When the world turned it's back on me

I was up against the wall

I had no foundation

No friends and no family to catch my fall

Running on empty there was nothing left in me but doubt

I picked up a pen

And wrote my way out

High speed dubbing these rhymes in my dual cassette deck

Running out of time like I'm Jonathan Larson's rent check

My mind is where the wild things are Maurice Sendak

In withdrawal I want it all please give me that pen back

Y'all I caught my first beating from the other kids when I was caught reading

Oh you think you smart blah start bleeding

My pops tried in vain to get me to fight back

Sister tapped my brains said pssh you'll get 'em right back

Oversensitive defenseless I made sense of it I pencil in

The lengths to which I'd go to learn my strengths and knock 'em senseless

These sentences are endless so what if they leave me friendless

Damn you got no chill f**king right I'm relentless

I know Abuela's never really gonna win the lottery

So it's up to me to draw blood with this pen hit an artery

This Puerto Rican's brains are leakin' through the speakers

And if he can be the shining beacon this side of the G.W.B. and

Shine a light when it's gray out

I wrote my way out

Oh I was born in the eye of a storm

No lovin' arms to keep me warm

This hurricane in my brain is the burden I bear

I can do without I'm here I'm here

Cause I wrote my way out

I picked up the pen like Hamilton

I wrote my way out of the projects

Wrote wrote my way out of the projects

Picked up the pen like Hamilton

I wrote my way out of the

Wrote wrote my way out of the projects

I wrote my way out

Picked up the pen like Hamilton

I wrote my way out of the

I wrote my way out

Really I saw like a hole in the rap game

So if I wanted to put my little two cents in the game

Then it would be from a different perspective

I wrote 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 done it

Tell the real story