Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

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

[Verse 2:
We say they missing out and that make no sense, eh?
a no show for repeat, we syndicate
Following their passions while we the Master
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 this life didn't pleasure us
Tried to let it but that ruler didn't measure up
So they question us living as
"How He change your name to peace?", you get the metaphor
Let me write it down life's than spinning wheels
Christ the foul, you can pick that letter up

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

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

4: Christon Gray]
Don't approach me, unproach me
My words were so killer even the gun me, steel
Battle rappers murder, they probably quote me
So sorry I hurt em hope they heal
Had to peel appeal em was the
But homie that wasn't real they still live in garage
They got setters and hell raisers
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 stones, I just pick em up and build (somethin')
I write in braille so listeners can feel (somethin')
I guess figured if they kill us then we'll cease
They forgot problem started when they crucified our leader (frontin')
And who is we? We some raggedy believers
Some hip-hop hybrids who married Mother (huh?)
So they think but don't get to know me
They throw me out circles for being a square (lonely)
Homie out the abundance of my heart, you my art speak
And I don't fit in genre, don't try to box me
But punch me in, I'm tryna give this a beating
Pleading with your eardrums 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 streets me real killers move in silence
how come all these rappers out here talking violent (shhh)
But lets take all your or your misconceptions
That I'm something other than you a different direction
I'm south side Chicago, I'm southwest
I'm Compton with manners, I'm good truth and bad