Mistaken Identity

Wanna go home and see my wife and kids I wanna go home and see my wife and kids I wanna go home Wanna go home and see my wife and kids I wanna go home and see my wife and kids I wanna go home They want me locked down, fryin' in jail Before you hear that I decided to tell, I'd rather die in a cell I was framed like a wedding flick, 2 time felon Still a predicate, doin' time, tell 'em that's a negative Prejudice judge, bails be a mil' in cash Scorin' money like the meter on the Yellow Cab Give the witness an unexpected visit Make his story change like walls blockin' his vision Couldn't give a clear description, fearin' the repercussions Like, "I was on the ground, I ain't see him bustin'" Now the DA chasin' a plea, they hatin' I'm free The case is mistaken identity Whoever push me like Pusha T, I push back I push a cap, before '93, I pushed crack I'm hood, black, you know me well, what's good Scrap? I'm smokin' rappers, you are a L, what's good Smack? Hold up that's goods rap, pardon sir I just like good rap, but when I see goods I give his goods back I rap for writers that pack strap to rhymers that backpack To 25 to lifers that jack MAC We movin' ratchets, no Kat Stacks, it's magic The way we flip the package before the coppers can catch it I'm past that chapter in life, let's live it lavish When life take a piss in your bed, you flip the mattress Before you try and get my head, get you some Pampers Then take a long look at my ish and get your answers Kick in my vicinity, I'm what rappers pretend to be Charge 'em with a penalty, mistaken identity Mistaken identity, you highly mistaken me Check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the legacy Mistaken identity, you highly mistaken me Check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the legacy Fresh off of work, he jumped out the van Two suitcases, dangle on his hands He opened up the door, headed up the stairs Thought he heard a noise, but no one else was there First sight he saw, struck him by surprise Two shots was given, between his girl's eyes Windows blown out, no prints on the door All he seen was blood stains, smear the damn floor 911, ambulance showed up Blood everywhere, paramedics throwin' up Cops cuffed him up, hit him with the charge But he was bangin' Mrs. Prixy at the Motor Lodge He got his alibis, gonna use 'em all The screw fit the judge, he might take the fall Someone set him up, a botched robbery Mistaken identity, yeah it gotta be 17 years old, I'm headed back to the hole Mistaken identity, every way was sold I look like a hoodlum, I rock a lot of gold They lockin' everybody up, ship your ass up the road I ain't have a 9 on me, they was lyin' on me Court day with my old bird, they was spyin' on me Tried to set me up, plantin' coke in my pocket The beast pat me up, they won't let me off Na-n-n-n-n-n-n-nah it wasn't me It could never been the G-O-D, not me You terribly mistaken, son, I ain't the one We could never look nothin' like, whether near or far sight What resemblance does he strike? So my mic Fahrenheit W for my a-alike, your DNA match tight Even if they bite us, close but not quite They still tryna get it right, mistaken identity Mistaken identity, you highly mistaken me, check my ID, Wu-Tang, that's the legacy