Lil Wayne

[Nina Simone]
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- Nina Simone]
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 heh)
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 (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
Uh, I'm a rebel, time to battle
Now or never, I would never, in the ever
Fucking fantastic, f*ck if you agree
I'm bright but I don't give a f*ck if you see me

[Chorus- Nina Simone]
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 Tha Wayne
For eight and a half months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's Young Money baby, keep the change
My momma say f*ck 'em, and we the same
So, hello motherf*cker 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 'bout bi*ch?
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 is Weezy
But Weezy is Wayne

[Chorus- Nina Simone]
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

[Lil' Wayne Talking]
I watched 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?
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 (inhales and exhales smoke)
The money that we spend on sending a motherf*cker to jail
A young motherf*cker to jail
Would be less to send, his or her young a*s to college (ha)
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 motherf*cker 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 (hehe)
Mmm hmm, I guess it's all a misunderstanding, and um
I sit back and think well shit us young motherf*ckers,
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 the 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 (haha ah) yeah
You know we don't have room in the jail
Now for the real motherf*ckers, the real criminals, you know
Sex offenders, rapists, serial killers, shit like that
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, mhmm
Yeah, that nigga live right down the street from you
Sex offender on a level 3 drug, convicted, ex-con, yeah, check him out
And what you got, you got daughters, son, what you got?
Yeah, well you know what (coughing "don't stop the track") that's the good weed
You know what? I have a f*ckin' daughter
You understand me? And, why the f*ck 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
Mean that, he didn't rap his way to my f*ckin' 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, hahaha
They givin' me a paper, haha
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 respec' you
And nobody like you, hm hm, see
You're the type that gets off on gettin' on other people, ha ha
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, hahah
You know, 'spect before check, anyway
Mean that, 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 haha
Hold on, I ain't finished with you man
I gotta pluck the ashes, mhmm, hold on, um
Mr. Sharpton, and anyone like you, you don't know me
So, if you're not gonna 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 improvize
Doesn't necessarily make you a bad person neither but
The characteristics fall heavily into bad sway, hah hah
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 haha
Good or bad, but I also don't respec' 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, hahaha
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' f*ck Al Sharpton
And anyone like him, f*ck 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- Nina Simone]
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood