Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

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

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

Whoever push me like Pusha T, I push
I push a cap, '93, I pushed crack
I'm hood, black, you me well, what's good Scrap?
I'm smokin' rappers, you are a L, good Smack?
Hold up that's rap, pardon sir
I just like good rap, but when I see goods I give his goods
I rap for that pack strap to rhymers that backpack
To 25 to lifers jack MAC
We movin' ratchets, no Kat Stacks, magic
The way we flip the before the coppers can catch it
I'm past chapter in life, let's live it lavish
When life take a 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
in my vicinity, I'm what rappers pretend to be
Charge 'em a penalty, mistaken identity

Mistaken identity, you mistaken me
Check my ID, Wu-Tang, 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 opened up the door, headed up the
Thought he heard a noise, but no one was there
First sight he saw, him by surprise
Two shots was given, between his eyes
blown out, no prints on the door
All he seen was stains, smear the damn floor
911, ambulance up
Blood everywhere, throwin' up
Cops cuffed him up, hit him 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 take the
set him up, a botched robbery
Mistaken identity, yeah it be

17 years old, I'm headed back to the
Mistaken identity, every way was
I look 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
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 never been the G-O-D, not me
You terribly mistaken, son, I the one
We could never look nothin' like, near or far sight
What resemblance does he strike? So my mic
W for my a-alike, your DNA match
if they bite us, close but not quite
They still tryna get it right, mistaken

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