Nas, Dave East, Lin-Manuel Miranda & Aloe Blacc - Wrote My Way Out Lyrics

(Chorus)
I wrote my way out
When the earth turned its 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 wrote my style out)

(Poesy 1)
I picked up the pen like Hamilton
Street annotator, now I write words that try to channel 'em
No political power, just lyrical ability
Sittin' on a crate on a corner, sippin' for hours
Schemin' on a come up, from evening'to lord's day upwards
My man awaitin' trial, misdemeanors nosotros younger
Court prejudice, bereft evidence
Jailhouse lawyers, these images still relevant
Flickerin' lights within my project hall
Sickenin', the mice crawl all night long
And '87 Reaganism, many pages I've written on
Writin' songs nigh rights and wrongs and bails bonds
Main chamber, bigger than the crib that I was raised at
I'thousand the builder like I wrote the code to Waze app
I'm driven, blackness Elohim from the streets of Queens
The definition of what It Was Written means
Know what I mean?

(Echo Chorus)

(Verse 2)
I actually wrote my way upward out of 6E
Develop relationships with fiends, I know they miss me
Before the metrocards, it was tokens, I did the ten speed
Never had wrote a rhyme in my life, what was a xvi?
At 16, arrested in housin', trips to the mountains
Came right back, trappin' off couches, watchin' for mouses
Merely tools we was posed with, had a spot, smoke lit
The hate is just confusion, pay attending how them jokes switch
Diadora was my favorite, the Marking Buchanans
Mama couldn't afford them, I learned everythin' on the border
That'due south a big 8, Clicquot parties with individual dancers with no mixtape
Bumble Bee Tuna, now we could go steak
I persevered, limerick, I kept it close
Competition near, I'yard a Spartan without the spear
Three hundred rhymes, it was written before I wrote it
Opportunity knockin', might miss information technology, that window closin'
This verse in motility, I'm a poet

(Echo Chorus)

(Poetry 3)
High speed, dubbin' these rhymes in my dual cassette deck
Runnin' 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, delight give me that pen dorsum
Y'all, I caught my first beatin' from the other kids when I was caught readin'
"Oh, y'all call up you smart? Blah! Start bleedin'"
My pops tried in vain to get me to fight back
Sister tapped my brains, said, pssh, you'll become 'em right back
Oversensitive, defenseless, I made sense of information technology, I pencil in
The lengths to which I'd become to learn my strengths and knock 'em senseless
These sentences are countless, and so what if they leave me friendless?
Damn, you lot got no arctic, f*ckin' right I'm relentless
I know Abuela'southward 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 tin be the shinin' beacon this side of the G.W.B and
Shine a light when it's gray out

(Bridge)
I wrote my way out
Oh, I was born in the eye of a storm
No lovin' artillery to proceed me warm
This hurricane in my brain is the burden I acquit
I can practice without, I'm here (I'm here)
Cause I wrote my way out

(Coda)
I picked up the pen similar Hamilton
I wrote my manner out of the projects
Wrote-wrote my fashion out of the projects
Picked upwards the pen like Hamilton
I wrote my way out of the
Wrote-wrote my manner 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 mode out)
Really, I saw like a hole in the rap game, and then if I wanted to put my trivial 2 cents in the game, then it would be from a unlike perspective
(I wrote my manner out)
I thought that I would represent for my neighborhood and tell their story, exist their voice, in a way that nobody has done information technology
Tell the real story

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