Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

[Verse 1: Dre
One in my living quarters
And I ain't throwing to a side chick
Ciroc play a part at all
I through it and it's 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 up that good music when you add the Consequence
Tryin' find forever minus God use Common Sense
We set fire to your box, keep your squares
I you hating from the crowd screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we christian thats neither nor there
The track still getting chewed up, homie pairs

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

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

[Verse 3: Alex
Got a girl on my arm but my wife though
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 lipo
Twenty racks it rain sparkles on dem bottles
Lift em up, shawty bad, she like a model
Rollin up, smoking loud, this is what we
Past that, looking back things are kind of
I be slaved the most in commons
Or that gucci polo, vuitton and balenciaga
And miss me all together you squeezing llama
We Live As Kings only mean we living to the Father

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

[Verse 5:
They throw stones, I pick em up and build (somethin')
I write in braille so these can feel (somethin')
I guess they figured if kill us then we'll cease
They forgot this problem when they crucified our leader (frontin')
And who is we? We just raggedy believers
Some hip-hop who married Mother Teresa (huh?)
So they think but they get to know me
They throw me out circles for being 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 punch me in, I'm give this beat a beating
Pleading with your eardrums they bleed the blood of Jesus (Jesus)
But wait I know you think this here is gospel
Its more like balance, these rap scales full of crack and
The streets told me killers move in silence
how come all these rappers out here talking violent (shhh)
But lets take all preconceptions or your misconceptions
That I'm something than you with a different direction
I'm south side Chicago, I'm Atlanta
I'm with manners, I'm good truth and bad grammar