Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

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

They want me down, fryin' in jail
Before you that I decided to tell, I'd rather die in a cell
I was framed like a flick, 2 time felon
Still a predicate, time, tell 'em that's a negative
Prejudice judge, bails be a in cash
Scorin' money like the meter on the Cab
Give the an unexpected visit
Make his story change like walls his vision
give a clear 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 is mistaken identity

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

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

Fresh off of work, he out the van
Two suitcases, on his hands
He up the door, headed up the stairs
Thought he heard a noise, but no one was there
sight he saw, struck him by surprise
Two shots was given, between his eyes
Windows blown out, no prints on the
All he seen was blood stains, smear the floor
911, showed up
Blood everywhere, throwin' up
Cops cuffed him up, hit him with the
But he was bangin' Mrs. Prixy at the Motor
He got his alibis, use 'em all
The screw fit the judge, he take the fall
Someone set him up, a botched
Mistaken identity, yeah it be

17 years old, I'm headed to the hole
identity, every way was sold
I like a hoodlum, I rock a lot of gold
They lockin' everybody up, ship ass up the road
I ain't have a 9 on me, was lyin' on me
day with my old bird, they was spyin' on me
Tried to set me up, plantin' coke in my
The pat me up, they won't let me off

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

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