Intro] Baby, you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel When everything goes wrong, you see some bad
[Chorus] But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Uh, misunderstood ain't gotta be explained But you don't understand me so let me explain (heh) Stood in the heat, the flame, the snow Please slow down hurricane The wind blow, my dreads swing He had hair like wool, like Wayne (huh) Dropping ashes in the bible I shake 'em out and they fall on the rifle Scary, hail Mary no tale fairy All real very, extraordinary Perry Mason facing, the barrel if he tattle My god is my judge, no gown no gavel A hound, a rebel, down to battle Now or never, I would never, in the ever Fucking fantastic, fuck if you agree I'm bright but I don't give a fuck if you see me
[Chorus] I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Uh, what's understood ain't gotta be explained So for those who understand meet Dwayne For eight and a half months I gave Ms. Cita pain Now it's Young Money baby, keep the change My momma say fuck 'em, and we the same So hello motherfucker you got some sheets to change And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday You know church fit them outfit Bright pink and green chest look house lit Bright pinky rings but that ain't about this What you about bitch? Excuse my French emotion in my passion But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new fashion What are you asking, if I don't have the answer It's probably on the web, like I'm a damn tarantula But I know you don't understand 'Cause you thought Lil Wayne was Weezy But Weezy is Wayne
[Chorus] I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
[Lil Wayne Talking] I watching T.V. the other day right Got this white guy on there talkinr' 'bout black guys Talkin' about how young black guys are targeted Targeted by who? America You see, one in every 100 Americans are locked up One in every, 9 black Americans are locked up And see what the white guy was trying to stress was that The money that we spend on sending a motherfucker to jail A young motherfucker to jail Would be less to send, his or her young ass to college (heh) See, and another thing the white guy was stressing was that Our jails are populated with drug dealers You know crack, cocaine, yeah, stuff like that Meanin' due to the laws we have on crack cocaine and regular cocaine The police are only I don't want to say only right, but shit Only logic by riding around in the hood all day And not in the suburbs, because Crack cocaine is mostly found in the hood And um, you know the other thing is mostly foundr30; You know where I'm going But why bring a motherfucker to jail If it's not goin' stand up in court Because this drug ain't that drug You know level 3, level 4 drug, shit like that (heh heh) Mmm hmm, I guess it's all a misunderstanding, and erm I sit back and think well shit us young motherfuckers, You know, that 1 in every 9 We probably only selling the crack cocaine just because we in the hood And it's not like their suburbs We don't have the things that you have Why? I really don't want to know the answer, but uh I guess we just misunderstood uh, yeah You know we don't have room in the jail Now for the real motherfuckers, the real criminals, you know Sex offenders, rapists, serial killers, shit like that Oh don't get scared, don't get scared I know you saw one them sex offenders papers Don't trip, he live right on the end of your block, mmm hmm Yeah, that nigga live right down the street from you Sex offender on the level 3 drug, convicted, ex-con, yeah, check him out And what you got, you got a daughter, son, what you got? Yeah, well you know what **coughing** that's the good weed You know what? I have a fuckin' daughter You understand me? And, why the fuck would you bring my neighbor To jail just because the reason why he live next door to me Ainr't the reason why I live next door to him Meaning, he didn't rap his way to my fuckin' neighborhood He sold crack cocaine to get to my neighborhood You move him out, bring him to jail for life And then you move in a sex offender, heh heh heh They givin' me a paper, heh heh Is that a misunderstanding, 'cause I don't understand it 'Nother thing, let me take my glasses off 'Cause I want to see the reaction on the faces when I say this Uh, Mr. Al Sharpton, here's why I don't respect you And nobody like you, hmm hmm, see You're the type that gets off on gettin' on other people, heh hehe That's not good, no homo And rather unhuman I should say I mean, given the fact that humanity, well, good humanity rather To me, is helpin' one another, no matter your color or race But this guy, and people like him They'd rather speculate before they informate, if that's a word, heh heh You know, 'spect before check, anyway Meaning, I much rather you talk to me first and see if you Can learn an opinion before you make one Just my thought of good humanity, Mr. Sharpton (heh heh) Hold on, I ain't finished with you man I gotta pluck the ashes, mmm hmm, hold on, um Mr. Sharpton, and anyone like you, you don't know me So, if you're not goin' to try to, then what you say Or think about me, or whatever I do is totally Casper the friendly ghost To me, and, it doesn't make you a good person to Criticize before you improvise Doesn't necessarily make you a bad person neither but The characteristics fall heavily into bad sway, haaah But since I am human, I am good and bad as well But I try my hardest to stay good And some of the things I do and say may be bad, or just not too good But I do try So with that said, I don't fault you, I mean, you're only human Good or bad, but I also don't respect you And I don't care if that's good or bad, heh heh You see you are no MLK, you are no Jesse Jackson You a nobody, to me, you're just another Don King with a perm Heh heh heh, just a little more political And that just means you're a little unhuman than us humans And now, let me be human by sayin' fuck Al Sharpton And anyone like him, fuck if you understand me I love being misunderstood, why? 'Cause I live in the suburbs but I come from the hood Bring the hook in
[Chorus] I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
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