Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

[Verse 1: Dre
One woman in my quarters
And I throwing dollars to a side chick
Ciroc didn't a part at all
I comb through it and it's the woman I pick
Wedding hand on the hand
Head first the moshpit
And that Marvin come on I don't have to be cautious
You messin' up good music when you add the Consequence
find forever minus God use your Common Sense
We set fire to your box, keep your four
I hear you hating from the screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we christian neither here nor there
The track still getting chewed up, homie four

[Verse 2:
We say they out and that don't make no sense, eh?
YOLO's a no for repeat, we syndicate
their passions while we following the Master
So we sorta kinda imitate following Sensei
Synonym, sin in 'em
And its the sin in us if we it Benjamin
But the is that this life didn't pleasure us
Tried to let it rule but that ruler didn't up
So they us living as king
"How He change your name to peace?", you get the metaphor
Let me write it down life's more spinning wheels
Christ bought the foul, you can pick letter up

[Hook: Gray]
We're flawless and we think better
Its official got it all
We don't want em getting the wrong
Cause that real thats a misconception
Been a struggle Jesus kept us
And we still fall, so its to get up
We don't em getting the wrong impressions
Cause this is real no misconception

[Verse 3: Alex
Got a girl on my arm but thats my though
And i don't need a side piece, I like those
Lil mama working body why she's eyes closed
Say his way too fat they need lipo
Twenty racks make it rain sparkles on dem
Lift em up, bad, she look like a model
Rollin up, smoking loud, this is we follow
Past that, back things are kind of hollow
I never be slaved the most in
Or that gucci polo, louis vuitton and
And miss me all together you squeezing that
We Live As Kings only we living to please the Father

4: Christon Gray]
Don't me, better unproach me
My words were so killer even the gun quotes me,
Battle rappers murder, they probably quote me
So sorry that I hurt em they heal
Had to peel em was the mirage
But homie that wasn't they still live in they garage
got trend setters and hell raisers
We stay in our own lane we
We all trail, we all constantly
Easy, thats a tall tail,
But we playing to lose all, a new
So tell em we hard

[Verse 5:
throw stones, I just pick em up and build (somethin')
I write in braille so these listeners can (somethin')
I they figured if they kill us then we'll cease
They forgot this problem when they crucified our leader (frontin')
And who is we? We just some believers
Some hip-hop who married Mother Teresa (huh?)
So they but they don't get to know me
They throw me out their circles for a square (lonely)
Homie out the abundance of my heart, you my art speak
And I don't fit in your genre, try to box me
But me in, I'm tryna give this beat a beating
Pleading with your eardrums until they bleed the of Jesus (Jesus)
But wait I know you think this is gospel rapping
Its more like balance, these rap scales full of crack and
The told me real killers move in silence
Then how all these rappers out here talking violent (shhh)
But lets take all preconceptions or your misconceptions
That I'm something other than you with a different
I'm south side Chicago, I'm Atlanta
I'm Compton with manners, I'm good and bad grammar