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lin-manuel miranda - wrote my way out lyrics

[hook: aloe blacc and lin-manuel miranda]
i wrote my way out
when the world 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 way out)

[verse 1: nas]
i picked up the pen like hamilton
street -n-lyst, 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

[hook: aloe blacc and lin-manuel miranda]
i wrote my way out
when the world 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, there was nothing left in me but doubt
i picked up a pen
and i wrote my way out (i wrote my way out)

[verse 2: dave east]
i really wrote my way up out of six in
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, [?] c-ke parties with private dancers with no mixtape
b-mble bee tuna, now we could get steak
i persevered, composition, i kept it close
compet-tion 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

[hook: aloe blacc and lin-manuel miranda]
i wrote my way out
when the world 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, there was nothing left in me but doubt
i picked up a pen
and wrote my way out (i wrote my way out)

[verse 3: lin-manuel miranda]
high speed, dubbing these rhymes in dual c-ssette 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 got 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?
d-mn, you got no chill, f-cking 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

[bridge: aloe blacc and lin-manuel miranda]
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

[outro: nas, dave east, lin-manuel miranda]
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

[spoken: nas & lin-manuel miranda]
(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 n-body has done it
tell the real story

- lin manuel miranda lyrics

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