Luyện nghe bài hát Mistaken Identity

Wanna go home and see my and kids
I wanna go and see my wife and kids
I go home
Wanna go home and see my and kids
I wanna go home and see my 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 a wedding flick, 2 time felon
Still a predicate, doin' time, tell 'em a negative
judge, bails be a mil' in cash
Scorin' money like the on the Yellow Cab
Give the witness an unexpected
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 a plea, they hatin' I'm free
The case is identity

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 smokin' rappers, you are a L, what's good
Hold up that's rap, pardon sir
I just like good rap, but when I see goods I give his back
I rap for writers that pack strap to that backpack
To 25 to lifers that MAC
We ratchets, no Kat Stacks, it's magic
The way we flip the package the coppers can catch it
I'm past that chapter in life, live it lavish
When life take a piss in bed, you flip the mattress
Before you try and get my head, get you Pampers
Then a long look at my ish and get your answers
in my vicinity, I'm what rappers 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 mistaken me
Check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the

off of work, he jumped out the van
Two suitcases, dangle on his
He opened up the door, up the stairs
Thought he heard a noise, but no one else was
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 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 the fall
Someone set him up, a robbery
Mistaken identity, it gotta be

17 old, I'm headed back to the hole
Mistaken identity, way was sold
I look like a hoodlum, I rock a lot of
They lockin' everybody up, your ass up the road
I ain't have a 9 on me, was lyin' 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

it wasn't me
It could never the G-O-D, not me
You mistaken, son, I ain't the one
We could never look like, whether near or far sight
What resemblance he strike? So my mic Fahrenheit
W for my a-alike, your DNA tight
Even if they bite us, but not quite
They still tryna get it right, identity

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