Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

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

They me locked down, fryin' in jail
Before you hear that I decided to tell, I'd rather die in a
I was like a wedding flick, 2 time felon
Still a predicate, doin' time, 'em that's a negative
Prejudice judge, bails be a mil' in
Scorin' money like the on the Yellow Cab
the witness an unexpected visit
Make his story change like blockin' his vision
Couldn't give a clear description, fearin' the
Like, "I was on the ground, I see him bustin'"
Now the DA chasin' a plea, they hatin' I'm
The case is identity

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

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

Fresh off of work, he out the van
Two suitcases, on his hands
He up the door, headed up the stairs
he heard a noise, but no one else was there
First sight he saw, struck him by
Two shots was given, between his girl's
Windows blown out, no on the door
All he seen was blood stains, smear the damn
911, ambulance up
everywhere, paramedics throwin' up
Cops cuffed him up, hit him with the
But he was bangin' Mrs. at the Motor Lodge
He got his alibis, use 'em all
The screw fit the judge, he might take the
set him up, a botched robbery
Mistaken identity, yeah it be

17 years old, I'm back to the hole
Mistaken identity, every way was
I look like a hoodlum, I rock a lot of
lockin' everybody up, ship your ass up the road
I have a 9 on me, they was lyin' on me
Court day with my old bird, they was on me
Tried to set me up, coke 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 mistaken, son, I ain't the one
We could look nothin' like, whether near or far sight
resemblance does he strike? So my mic Fahrenheit
W for my a-alike, DNA match tight
Even if they us, close but not quite
They still tryna get it right, identity

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