Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

[Verse 1: Dre
One woman in my living
And I ain't throwing dollars to a chick
didn't play a part at all
I comb through it and the woman that I pick
Wedding hand on the hand
Head first into the
And that Marvin come on I don't have to be cautious
You messin' up that good music when you add the
Tryin' find forever minus God use your Sense
We set fire to your box, keep four squares
I hear you hating the crowd screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we christian neither here nor there
The track still getting chewed up, homie pairs

[Verse 2:
We say missing out and that don't make no sense, eh?
YOLO's a no for repeat, we syndicate
Following their passions while we following the
So we sorta kinda imitate what Sensei
Synonym, sin in 'em
And its the sin in us if we it Benjamin
But the difference is that life didn't pleasure us
Tried to let it rule but that ruler didn't up
So they us living as king
"How He change your to peace?", you ain't get the metaphor
Let me write it down more than spinning wheels
Christ bought the foul, you can that letter up

[Hook: Gray]
We're flawless and we think we're
Its official got it all
We don't want em the wrong impressions
Cause that ain't real thats a
a struggle only Jesus kept us
And we still fall, so its to get up
We want em getting the wrong impressions
Cause this is real no misconception

3: Alex Faith]
Got a girl on my arm but thats my wife
And i don't need a piece, I don't like those
Lil mama working that body why she's closed
Say his pockets way too fat they need
Twenty make it rain sparkles on dem bottles
Lift em up, shawty bad, she look a model
up, smoking loud, this is what we follow
Past that, back things are kind of hollow
I be slaved the most in commons
Or gucci polo, louis vuitton and balenciaga
And miss me all together you that llama
We Live As Kings only mean we to please the Father

[Verse 4: Gray]
Don't me, better unproach me
My words were so killer even the gun quotes me,
Battle rappers murder, they probably quote me
So sorry that I hurt em they heal
Had to peel appeal em was the
But homie wasn't real they still live in they garage
They got trend setters and hell
We stay in our own we trailblazers
We all trail, we all failing
Easy, thats a tail, apostrophe
But we to lose all, a new sport
So em we bruise hard

[Verse 5:
They throw stones, I just em up and build (somethin')
I write in braille so these listeners can (somethin')
I guess they figured if kill us then we'll cease
They forgot this problem started when crucified our leader (frontin')
And who is we? We just some believers
Some hybrids who married Mother Teresa (huh?)
So they think but don't get to know me
They throw me out their circles for a square (lonely)
Homie out the of my heart, you hear my art speak
And I don't fit in genre, don't try to box me
But me in, I'm tryna give this beat a beating
Pleading with eardrums until they bleed the blood of Jesus (Jesus)
But I know you think this here is gospel rapping
Its more like bringing balance, these rap scales of crack and
The told me real killers move in silence
Then how come all these rappers out here talking (shhh)
But lets take all preconceptions or your misconceptions
That I'm something other you with a different direction
I'm south side Chicago, I'm Atlanta
I'm Compton manners, I'm good truth and bad grammar