Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

[Verse 1: Dre
One woman in my living
And I ain't throwing dollars to a chick
didn't play a part at all
I comb through it and it's the that I pick
Wedding hand on the left
Head first the moshpit
And that Marvin come on I don't have to be cautious
You up that good music when you add the Consequence
Tryin' forever minus God use your Common Sense
We set fire to box, keep your four squares
I hear you hating from the screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we christian thats here nor there
The track getting chewed up, homie four pairs

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

[Hook: Gray]
We're and we think we're better
Its got it all together
We don't want em getting the impressions
Cause that ain't thats a misconception
Been a struggle Jesus kept 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: Alex
Got a on my arm but thats my wife though
And i don't need a side piece, I don't those
Lil mama working body why she's eyes closed
Say his way too fat they need lipo
racks make it rain sparkles on dem bottles
Lift em up, bad, she look like a model
up, smoking loud, this is what we follow
Past that, looking back are kind of hollow
I be slaved the most in commons
Or gucci polo, louis vuitton and balenciaga
And miss me all together you squeezing llama
We Live As only mean we living to please the Father

4: Christon Gray]
Don't approach me, unproach me
My words were so killer the gun quotes me, steel
Battle rappers murder, probably quote me still
So that I hurt em hope they heal
Had to peel appeal em was the
But homie that wasn't real they still in they garage
They got trend setters and hell
We stay in our own we trailblazers
We all trail, we all failing
Easy, a tall tail, apostrophe
But we to lose all, a new sport
So tell em we bruise

[Verse 5:
They stones, I just pick em up and build (somethin')
I write in so these listeners can feel (somethin')
I guess 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 hybrids who Mother Teresa (huh?)
So think but they don't get to know me
They throw me out their circles for a square (lonely)
out the abundance of my heart, you hear 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 they bleed the blood of Jesus (Jesus)
But wait I know you think here is gospel rapping
Its like bringing balance, these rap scales full of crack and
The streets told me real killers in silence
Then how come all these out here talking violent (shhh)
But take all your preconceptions or your misconceptions
That I'm other than you with a different direction
I'm south side Chicago, I'm southwest
I'm Compton with manners, I'm good truth and bad