Luyện nghe bài hát Misconceptions Pt. 2

[Verse 1: Dre
One woman in my living
And I ain't throwing dollars to a side
Ciroc didn't play a at all
I through it and it's the woman that I pick
hand on the left hand
Head first the moshpit
And when that Marvin come on I don't to be cautious
You messin' up that music when you add the Consequence
Tryin' find minus God use your Common Sense
We set to your box, keep your four squares
I hear you hating from the screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we christian thats here nor there
The still getting chewed up, homie four pairs

2: Swoope]
We say they out and that don't make no sense, eh?
YOLO's a no show for repeat, we
Following passions while we following the Master
So we kinda imitate following 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 rule but ruler didn't measure up
So they us living as king
"How He change your to peace?", you ain't 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 think we're
Its official got it all
We don't want em the wrong impressions
Cause ain't real thats a misconception
Been a struggle only Jesus us
And we fall, so its hard to get up
We don't em getting the wrong impressions
Cause this is ain't no misconception

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

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

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