Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

[Verse 1: Dre
One woman in my living
And I ain't throwing to a side chick
didn't play a part at all
I comb it and it's the woman that I pick
Wedding hand on the hand
Head first the moshpit
And when that 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 four squares
I hear you hating the crowd screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we thats neither here nor there
The track still getting chewed up, four pairs

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

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

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

[Verse 4: Christon
Don't approach me, better me
My words were so even the gun quotes me, steel
rappers murder, they probably quote me still
So sorry that I hurt em they heal
Had to appeal em was the mirage
But homie wasn't real they still live in they garage
got trend setters and hell raisers
We in our own lane we trailblazers
We all trail, we all constantly
Easy, thats a tail, apostrophe
But we playing to lose all, a new
So tell em we hard

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