Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

Wanna go and see my wife and kids
I go home and see my wife and kids
I wanna go
Wanna go and see my wife and kids
I wanna go home and see my wife and
I go home

They want me locked down, fryin' in
Before you that I decided to tell, I'd rather die in a cell
I was framed like a wedding flick, 2 time
a predicate, doin' time, tell 'em that's a negative
Prejudice judge, bails be a in cash
money like the meter on the Yellow Cab
Give the witness an visit
Make his change like walls blockin' his vision
Couldn't give a description, fearin' the repercussions
Like, "I was on the ground, I see him bustin'"
Now the DA chasin' a plea, hatin' I'm free
The case is identity

Whoever push me like Pusha T, I back
I a cap, before '93, I pushed crack
I'm hood, black, you me well, what's good Scrap?
I'm smokin' rappers, you are a L, what's Smack?
Hold up that's goods rap, sir
I just like good rap, but when I see goods I his goods back
I rap for writers that pack strap to rhymers that
To 25 to lifers that MAC
We ratchets, no Kat Stacks, it's magic
The way we flip the package before the can catch it
I'm that chapter in life, let's live it lavish
When life take a piss in your bed, you flip the
you try and get my head, get you some Pampers
Then a long look at my ish and get your answers
Kick in my vicinity, I'm rappers pretend to be
'em with a penalty, mistaken identity

Mistaken identity, you mistaken me
Check my ID, Wu-Tang, the legacy
identity, you highly mistaken me
Check my ID, Wu-Tang, the legacy

off of work, he jumped out the van
Two suitcases, on his hands
He opened up the door, headed up the
he heard a noise, but no one else was there
First he saw, struck him by surprise
Two shots was given, between his girl's
Windows blown out, no on the door
All he seen was blood stains, smear the floor
911, showed up
Blood everywhere, throwin' up
Cops him up, hit him with the charge
But he was bangin' Mrs. at the Motor Lodge
He got his alibis, use 'em all
The screw fit the judge, he might the fall
Someone set him up, a robbery
Mistaken identity, it gotta be

17 years old, I'm headed back to the
Mistaken identity, way was sold
I look a hoodlum, I rock a lot of gold
They lockin' everybody up, your ass up the road
I ain't a 9 on me, they was lyin' on me
Court day with my old bird, was spyin' on me
Tried to set me up, plantin' in my pocket
The pat me up, they won't let me off

Na-n-n-n-n-n-n-nah it me
It could never the G-O-D, not me
You terribly mistaken, son, I the one
We could never look nothin' like, whether or far sight
What resemblance does he So my mic Fahrenheit
W for my a-alike, your DNA match
Even if they bite us, but not quite
They still tryna get it right, mistaken

identity, you highly mistaken me, check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the legacy