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 But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood What's understood ain't gotta be explained But you don't understand me so let me explain Stood in the heat, the flames, the snow Please slow down hurricane The wind blow, my dreads swing He had hair like wool, like Wayne 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 I'm a rebel, down to battle Now or never, I would never and ever F***ing fantastic, f*** if you agree, I'm bright But I don't give a f*** if you see me [Chorus] I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord please don't let me be misunderstood 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 mama say f*** em and we the same So hello mothaf***a' you got some sheets to change And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday You know church fit then outfit, Bright pink and green chest look house lit Bright pinky rings but that ain't about this What you bout b**** 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 Dwayne [Chorus] I was watching t.v. the other day right Got this white guy on there Talking about black guys Talking about how young black guys are targeted Targeted by who? America You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up One in every nine black Americans are locked up And see what the white guy was trying to stress was that The money we spend on sending a mothaf***a' to jail A young mothaf***a' to jail Would be less to send his or her young a** to college See, and another thing the white guy was stressing was that Our jails are populated with drug dealers, You know crack cocaine stuff like that Meaning due to the laws we have on crack cocaine and regular cocaine Police are only, I don't want to say only right, but s*** 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 you know the other thing is mostly found in you know where I'm going But why bring a mothaf***a' to jail if it's not gon' stand up in court Cause this drug ain't that drug, You know level 3, level 4 drug, s*** like that I guess it's all a misunderstanding I sit back and think, you know us young mothaf***as you know that 1 in 9 We probably only selling the crack cocaine because we in the hood And it's not like in the suburbs, we don't have what you have Why? I really don't wanna know the answer I guess we just misunderstood huh You know we don't have room in the jail now for the real mothaf***as, The real criminals Sex offenders, rapists serial killers 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 yo block, Mhm yea, that n**** live right down the street from you, Sex offender on the level three drug, Convicted ex-con Yea check em out Watch you got, you got a daughter, son, what you got? Ha ha yea, you know what That's the good weed, You know what, I have a f***ing daughter You understand me and why the f*** would you bring my neighbor to jail Just because the reason why he live next door to me, Ain't the reason I live next door to him Meaning he didn't rap his way to my f***ing 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 with a sex offender Ha ha, hey give me a paper, Ha ha is that a misunderstanding because I didn't understand it Another thing, let me take my glasses off Cause I wanna see the reaction on there faces when I say this Ha ha, this is why I don't respect you and nobody like ya See you're the type that gets off on getting on other people That's not good No homo, Rather un-human, I should say I mean giving the fact that humanity were a good humanity Rather to me is helping 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, ha ha ha you know spec before check Anyways meaning id much rather You talk to me first and see if you can lend an opinion before you link one Just my thought of good humanity Mr. Sharpton, hold on I ain't finished with you man Na f*** that s*** hm hold on, um, Mr. sharp ton and anyone like you, you don't know me So if your not going to try to then what you say or think about me Are what ever 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 either But the characteristics for heavenly into bads way, Ha ha but since I am human I am good and bad, As well but I try my hardest to stay good Threes other things I do and say may be bad or just not to good But I do try, so with that said I don't vote you, I mean your only human, good or bad But I also don't respect you and I don't care if that's good or bad You see you are no M-L-K you are no Jesse Jackson, You are nobody, to me, your just another don king, With a perm, ha ha just a little more political, And that just means you're a little un-human Then use humans, and now let me be human and say, F*** Al Sharpton and anyone like him F*** if you understand me I love being misunderstood Ha ha why?, Cause I live in the suburbs But I come from the hood Bring the hook in. 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Written by: BENNIE BENJAMIN, DWAYNE CARTER, GLORIA CALDWELL, MOUSA HAMDAN, RODNEY YOUNG, RODNEY B. YOUNG, SOL MARCUS
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