[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:]
Uh, misunderstood ain't gotta be explained
But you don't understand me so let me explain (hah)
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 fitting outfit
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky rings but that ain't about this
What you 'bout 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
[Talking:]
I watching T.V. the other day right
Got this white guy on there talkin' '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, nine 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 (hah)
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 found...
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 one in every nine
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? Hah, I really don't want to know the answer
But uhh, aha I guess we just misunderstood uh, ahaha 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 n**ga 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
Ain'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, hahahaha
They givin' me a paper, hahahaa
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, haha
See, you're the type
That gets off
On gettin' on other people hahaa
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 hahaa
You know, 'spect before check, anyway
Meaning I much rather you talk to me first
And see if you can lend an opinion before you make one
Just my thought of good humanity, Mr. Sharpton hahaa
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 bads way 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 ha, but I do try
So with that said,
I don't fault you, I mean, you're only human haa
Good or bad, but I also don't respect you
And I don't care if that's good or bad, haha
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
hahahaha, just a little more political
And that just means you're a little unhuman
Than us humans haaaa
And now, let me be human by sayin' fuck
Al Sharpton and anyone like him
Fuck if you understand me, I love
Being misunderstood, haha 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
