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Baby you understand me now. |
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If sometimes you see that I'm mad. |
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Don't' you know no one alive can always be an angel. |
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When everything goes wrong you see some bad. |
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I'm just a soul, who's intentions are good. |
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Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood.... |
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[Lil' Wayne:] |
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What's understood ain't gotta be explained |
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But you don't understand me, so let me explain. |
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Stood in the heat, the flame, the snow |
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Please slow down hurricane |
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The wind blows, my dreads swang |
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He had hair like wool, like Wayne |
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Droppin' ashes in the Bible, |
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I shake 'em out and they fall on the rifle |
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Scary, Hail Mary no tale fairy |
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All real, very, extra-ordinary |
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Perry Mason, facin, the barrel if he tattle |
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My God is my judge, no guy or no gavel |
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A hound, a rebel, down to battle,now or never |
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or whenever, in the effort, fuckin' fantastic fuck if you agree |
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Yeah I'm bright but I don't give a fuck if you see me. |
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I'm just a soul, who's intentions are good. |
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Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood.... |
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What's understood ain't gotta be explained |
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So for those who understand, meet Dwayne |
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For 8 1/2 months I gave Ms. Cita pain |
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Now it's Young Money baby, keep the change |
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And mama say fuck 'em and we the same |
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So hello muthafucker you got some sheets to change. |
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And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday |
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You know church fit, then outfit |
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Bright pinky rings but that ain't about this. |
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So what you 'about bitch?! |
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Excuse my French, emotion and my passion |
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But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new fashion. |
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What are you askin'? |
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If I don't have to answer |
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It's probably on the web |
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Like I'm a damn tarantula! |
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But I know you don't understand |
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'Cause you thought Lil' Wayne was Weezy |
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But Weezy is Wayne! |
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I'm just a soul, who's intentions are good. |
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Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood.... |
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[Monologue:] |
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I'm watchin' TV the other day right? |
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They had this white guy on there. |
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Talkin' about black guys. Talkin' about how young black guys, are targeted. |
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Targeted by who? |
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America. |
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You see, 1 in every 100 americans are locked up. |
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1 in every 9 black americans, are locked up. |
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And see, what the white guy was tryin' to stress was that, the money we spend on sendin' a muthafucker to jail, a young muh'fucker to jail, would be less to send his or her youngass to college. |
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See and another thing the white guy was tryin' to stress was that our jaisl are populated with, drug dealers. |
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You know, crack cocaine? Yeah, stuff like that. |
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Meanin' due to the laws we have on crack cocaine and regular cocaine the police are only, well I don't wanna say only right but shit only logical by ridin' around in the hood all day and not in the suburbs. |
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Because, crack cocaine is mostly found, in the hood. |
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And you know the other thing is [laugh] you know where I'm goin'. |
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But why bring a muh'fucker to jail if it's not gonna stand up, in court? |
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Because this drug ain't that drug, you know level 3, level 4 drugs, shit like that. |
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I guess it's all a misunderstanding. |
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And um, I sit back, "well shit those muthafuckers, that 1 in every 9, were probably only sellin' the crack cocaine is 'cause we in the hood". |
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And it's not like your suburbs, we don't have the things that you have. |
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Why? I really don't wanna know the answer... |
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But uh, I guess we just misunderstood. |
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You know we don't have room in the jail for the real muh'fuckers, the real criminals. |
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Sex offenders, rapists, serial killers shit like that. |
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Oh don't get scared! Don't get scared! |
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I know you saw one of them sex offender papers, don't trip he live |
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right |
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on the end of your block. |
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Mmhmm. Yeah, that nigga live right down the street from you. Sex offender on the level 3 drug, convicted, ex-con, yeah. Check 'em out. |
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What you got? You got a daughter, son? What you got?! [laugh] |
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I have a daughter, you understand me and why the fuck would you bring my man into jail, just because, the reason he live next door to me, ain't the reason I live next door to him? |
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Meanin' he didn't rap his way to my, fuckin' neighborhood. |
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He sold crack cocaine to get to my neighborhood. |
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You move him out, bring him to jail for life and then you move in the sex offender [laugh] then give me a paper. |
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Is that a misunderstanding? 'Cause I don't understand it. |
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Another thing! |
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Let me take my glasses off 'cause I wanna see the reaction on the faces when I say this....Mr. Al Sharpton....Here's why I don't respect you and nobody like you. |
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See, your the type that gets off on gettin' on other people. |
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That's not good, no homo. |
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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. |
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But this guy and people like him they'd rather speculate before they informate, if that's the word. |
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You know, spec before check. |
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Meaning, I'd 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. |
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Hold on, I ain't finished wit you man, just gotta pluck the ashes. |
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Mr. Sharpton and anyone like you, you don't know me so if your not gonna try to then what you do or think or whatever I do is totally casper the friendly ghost, to me. |
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And it doesn't make you a good person to criticize before you informize, doesn't necessarily make you a bad person either but the characteristics fall heavily into bad's way. |
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But since I am human, I am good and bad as well. |
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But I try my hardest to stay good. |
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And some of the things I say and do may be bad, or just not too good [laugh] |
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But I do try. So witht hat said I don't fault you. Your only human. |
