Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

Wanna go and see my wife and kids
I wanna go home and see my and kids
I go home
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, 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, doin' time, 'em that's a negative
judge, bails be a mil' in cash
Scorin' money like the on the Yellow Cab
Give the an unexpected visit
Make his story change like walls blockin' his
Couldn't give a clear description, fearin' the
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 me like Pusha T, I push back
I push a cap, before '93, I pushed
I'm hood, black, you know me well, what's Scrap?
I'm smokin' rappers, you are a L, what's Smack?
up that's goods rap, pardon sir
I just good rap, but when I see goods I give his goods back
I rap for writers that pack strap to rhymers that
To 25 to lifers that MAC
We ratchets, no Kat Stacks, it's magic
The way we flip the before the coppers can catch it
I'm past that in life, let's live it lavish
When life take a piss in your bed, you flip the
Before you try and get my head, get you 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 mistaken me
Check my ID, Wu-Tang, the legacy

off of work, he jumped 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, 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
everywhere, paramedics throwin' up
Cops cuffed him up, hit him the charge
But he was bangin' Mrs. Prixy at the Lodge
He got his alibis, use 'em all
The screw fit the judge, he might take the
Someone set him up, a 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, your ass up the road
I ain't have a 9 on me, they was on me
Court day with my old bird, was spyin' 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 never been the G-O-D, not me
You terribly mistaken, son, I the one
We could never nothin' like, whether near or far sight
What resemblance does he So my mic Fahrenheit
W for my a-alike, your DNA match
Even if bite us, close but not quite
They tryna get it right, mistaken identity

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