Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

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

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

Whoever push me like Pusha T, I push
I a cap, before '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 goods rap, pardon sir
I like good rap, but when I see goods I give his goods back
I rap for writers that pack to rhymers that backpack
To 25 to lifers that MAC
We movin' ratchets, no Kat Stacks, magic
The way we flip the package before the coppers can it
I'm past that in life, let's live it lavish
When take a piss in your bed, you flip the mattress
Before you try and get my head, get you some
Then a long look at my ish and get your answers
Kick in my vicinity, I'm what pretend to be
Charge 'em with a penalty, mistaken

identity, you highly mistaken me
Check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the
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, up the stairs
Thought he heard a noise, but no one else was
First sight he saw, him by surprise
Two shots was given, between his eyes
Windows blown out, no on the door
All he seen was blood stains, smear the floor
911, showed up
everywhere, paramedics throwin' up
Cops him up, hit him with the charge
But he was Mrs. Prixy at the Motor 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, way was sold
I look 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' in my pocket
The beast pat me up, they let me off

it wasn't me
It never been the G-O-D, not me
You mistaken, son, I ain't the one
We could never look nothin' like, whether or far sight
What resemblance he strike? So my mic Fahrenheit
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