Lecrae - Misconception Pt 2 Lyrics
feat. W.L.A.K.[Verse 1: Dre Murray]One woman in my living quartersAnd I ain't throwing dollars to a side chickCiroc didn’t play a part at allI comb through it and it's the woman that I pickWedding hand on the left handHead first into the moshpitAnd when that Marvin come on I don't have to be cautiousYou messin' up that good music when you add the ConsequenceTryin' find forever minus God use your Common SenseWe set fire to your box, keep your four squaresI hear you hating from the crowd screaming, "4 Squares!"Yeah we christian thats neither here nor thereThe track still getting chewed up, homie four pairs[Verse 2: Swoope]We say they missing out and that don’t make no sense, eh?YOLO’s a no show for repeat, we syndicateFollowing their passions while we following the MasterSo we sorta kinda imitate following what SenseiSynonym, sin in ‘emAnd its the sin in us if we keep it BenjaminBut the difference is that this life didn't pleasure usTried to let it rule but that ruler didn’t measure upSo they question us living as king“How He change your name to peace?”, you ain't get the metaphorLet me write it down life’s more than spinning wheelsChrist bought the foul, you can pick that letter up[Hook: Christon Gray]We’re flawless and we think we’re betterIts official got it all togetherWe don’t want em getting the wrong impressionsCause that ain't real thats a misconceptionBeen a struggle only Jesus kept usAnd we still fall, so its hard to get upWe don’t want em getting the wrong impressionsCause this is real ain't no misconception[Verse 3: Alex Faith]Got a girl on my arm but thats my wife thoughAnd i don’t need a side piece, i don’t like thoseLil mama working that body why she’s eyes closedSay his pockets way too fat they need lipoTwenty racks make it rain sparkles on dem bottlesLift em up, shawty bad, she look like a modelRollin up, smoking loud, this is what we followPast that, looking back things are kind of hollowI never be slaved the most in commonsOr that gucci polo, louis vuitton and balenciagaAnd miss me all together you squeezing that llamaWe Live As Kings only mean we living to please the Father[Verse 4: Christon Gray]Don’t approach me, better unproach meMy words were so killer even the gun quotes me, steelBattle rappers murder, they probably quote me stillSo sorry that I hurt em hope they healHad to peel appeal em was the mirageBut homie that wasn’t real they still live in they garageThey got trend setters and hell raisersWe stay in our own lane we trailblazersWe all trail, we all failing constantlyEasy, thats a tall tail, apostropheBut we playing to lose all, a new sportSo tell em we bruise hard[Hook][Verse 5: Lecrae]They throw stones, I just pick em up and build (somethin’)I write in braille so these listeners can feel (somethin’)I guess they figured if they kill us then we’ll ceaseThey forgot this problem started when they crucified our leader (frontin’)And who is we? We just some raggedy believersSome hip-hop hybrids who married Mother Teresa (huh?)So they think but they don’t get to know meThey throw me out they’re circles for being a square (lonely)Homie out the abundance of my heart, you hear my art speakAnd I don’t fit in your genre, don’t try to box meBut punch me in, I’m tryna give this beat a beatingPleading with your eardrums until they bleed the blood of Jesus (Jesus)But wait I know you think this here is gospel rappingIts more like bringing balance, these rap scales full of crack andThe streets told me real killers move in silenceThen how come all these rappers out here talking violent (shhh)But lets take all your preconceptions or your misconceptionsThat I’m something other than you with a different directionI’m south side Chicago, I’m southwest AtlantaI’m Compton with manners, I’m good truth and bad grammar[Hook]
