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

They want me locked down, fryin' in
you hear that I decided to tell, I'd rather die in a cell
I was framed a wedding flick, 2 time felon
Still a predicate, doin' time, tell 'em a negative
Prejudice judge, bails be a mil' in
Scorin' money the meter on the Yellow Cab
Give the witness an unexpected
Make his story change like 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 mistaken

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

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

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

17 years old, I'm back to the hole
Mistaken identity, every way was
I like a hoodlum, I rock a lot of gold
They lockin' up, ship your ass up the road
I ain't have a 9 on me, they was on me
Court day my old bird, they was spyin' on me
Tried to set me up, plantin' coke in my
The beast pat me up, they 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 never look nothin' like, whether near or far sight
What resemblance does he strike? So my mic
W for my a-alike, your DNA tight
Even if they us, close but not quite
They still get it right, mistaken identity

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