Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

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

They want me locked down, fryin' in
Before you hear that I to tell, I'd rather die in a cell
I was framed a wedding flick, 2 time felon
a predicate, doin' time, tell 'em that's a negative
Prejudice judge, bails be a in cash
Scorin' money the meter on the Yellow Cab
Give the witness an visit
Make his change like walls blockin' 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, they hatin' I'm
The case is identity

push me like Pusha T, I push back
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 like good rap, but when I see goods I give his goods back
I rap for writers that pack strap to rhymers backpack
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 past that chapter in life, let's it lavish
When life take a piss in your bed, you flip the
Before you try and get my head, get you some
Then take a long at my ish and get your answers
in my vicinity, I'm what rappers pretend to be
Charge 'em with a penalty, identity

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

Fresh off of work, he out the van
Two suitcases, on his hands
He opened up the door, up the stairs
Thought he a noise, but no one else was there
First sight he saw, struck him by
Two was given, between his girl's eyes
Windows blown out, no prints on the
All he seen was stains, smear the damn floor
911, showed up
everywhere, paramedics throwin' up
Cops cuffed him up, hit him with the
But he was bangin' Mrs. Prixy at the Lodge
He got his alibis, use 'em all
The fit the judge, he might take the fall
Someone set him up, a robbery
identity, yeah it gotta be

17 years old, I'm back to the hole
identity, every way was sold
I look like a hoodlum, I rock a lot of
lockin' everybody up, ship your ass up the road
I ain't have a 9 on me, they was on me
day with my old bird, they was spyin' on me
Tried to set me up, coke in my pocket
The beast pat me up, 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 does he strike? So my mic Fahrenheit
W for my a-alike, DNA match tight
Even if they bite us, close but not
They still get it right, mistaken identity

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