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Misconceptions Pt. 2 Lyrics - Singles - Lecrae

"Misconception Pt 2" 

(feat. W.L.A.K) 

One woman in my living quarters 

And I ain't throwing dollars to a side 

chick 

Ciroc didn't play a part at all 

I comb through it and it's the woman 

that I pick 

Wedding hand on the left hand 

Head first into the moshpit 

And when that Marvin come on I don't 

have to be cautious 

You messin' up that good music when 

you add the Consequence 

Tryin' find forever minus God use your 

Common Sense 

We set fire to your box, keep your four 

squares 

I hear you hating from the crowd 

screaming, "4 Squares!" 

Yeah we christian that's neither here 

nor there 

The track still getting chewed up, 

homie four pairs 

We say they missing out and that 

don't make no sense, eh? 

YOLO's a no show for repeat, we 

syndicate 

Following their passions while we 

following the Master 

So we sorta kinda imitate following 

what Sensei 

Synonym, sin in 'em 

And it's the sin in us if we keep it 

Benjamin 

But the difference is that this life 

didn't pleasure us 

Tried to let it rule but that ruler 

didn't measure up 

So they question us living as king 

"How He change your name to peace? 

", you ain't get the metaphor 

Let me write it down life's more than 

spinning wheels 

Christ bought the foul, you can pick 

that letter up 

We're flawless and we think we're 

better 

It's official got it all together 

We don't want em getting the wrong 

impressions 

Cause that ain't real that's a 

misconception 

Been a struggle only Jesus kept us 

And we still fall, so it's hard to get up 

We don't want em getting the wrong 

impressions 

Cause this is real ain't no 

misconception 

Got a girl on my arm but that's my 

wife though 

And I don't need a side piece, I don't 

like those 

Lil mama working that body why she's 

eyes closed 

Say his pockets way too fat they need 

lipo 

Twenty racks make it rain sparkles on 

dem bottles 

Lift em up, shawty bad, she look like a 

model 

Rollin up, smoking loud, this is what we 

follow 

Past that, looking back things are kind 

of hollow 

I never be slaved the most in commons 

Or that gucci polo, louis vuitton and 

balenciaga 

And miss me all together you squeezing 

that llama 

We Live As Kings only mean we living to 

please the Father 

Don't approach me, better unproach 

me 

My words were so killer even the gun 

quotes me, steel 

Battle rappers murder, they probably 

quote me still 

So sorry that I hurt em hope they heal 

Had to peel appeal em was the mirage 

But homie that wasn't real they still 

live in they garage 

They got trend setters and hell raisers 

We stay in our own lane we trailblazers 

We all trail, we all failing constantly 

Easy, that's a tall tail, apostrophe 

But we playing to lose all, a new sport 

So tell em we bruise hard 

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 cease 

They forgot this problem started when 

they crucified our leader (frontin') 

And who is we? We just some raggedy 

believers 

Some hip-hop hybrids who married 

Mother Teresa (huh?) 

So they think but they don't get to 

know me 

They throw me out their circles for 

being a square (lonely) 

Homie out the abundance of my heart, 

you hear my art speak 

And I don't fit in your genre, don't 

try to box me 

But punch me in, I'm tryna give this 

beat a beating 

Pleading with your eardrums until they 

bleed the blood of Jesus (Jesus) 

But wait I know you think this here is 

gospel rapping 

It's more like bringing balance, these 

rap scales full of crack and 

The streets told me real killers move in 

silence 

Then how come all these rappers out 

here talking violent (shhh) 

But let's take all your preconceptions 

or your misconceptions 

That I'm something other than you 

with a different direction 

I'm south side Chicago, I'm southwest 

Atlanta 

I'm Compton with manners, I'm good 

truth and bad grammar 

 

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