Dont Get It - Lil Wayne (intrumental)

Confessions

Baby, understand me now

If sometimes you see that I'm mad

Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel?

When everythin’ 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

Misunderstood, 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 swang

He had hair like wool, like Wayne

Droppin’ 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 facin’ 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 [unverified]

Fuckin’ fantastic, fuck if you agree

But I don't give a fuck if you see me

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 8 and a half months I gave Ms. Cita the pain

Now, it's Young Money, baby, keep the change

My mama say fuck ‘em and we the same

So, hello mothafucka, 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 rin’s 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 askin’?

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 Dwayne

I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

I was watchin’ T.V. the other day, right

Got this white guy up there talkin’ about black guys

Talkin’ about how young black guys are targeted

Targeted by who? America

You see 1 in every 100 Americans are locked up

1 in every 9 black Americans are locked up

And see what the white guy was tryin’ to stress was that

The money we spend on sendin’ a mothafucka to jail

A young mothafucka to jail

Would be less to send his or her young ass to college

See, and another thin’ the white guy was stressin’

Was that our jails are populated with drug dealers

You know crack cocaine, stuff like that

Meanin’ due to the laws we have

On crack cocaine and regular cocaine

Police are only, I don't want to say only, right

But shit, only logic by ridin’ 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 thin’ is mostly found in

You know where I'm goin’

But why brin’ a mothafucka 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, shit like that

I guess it's all a misunderstandin’, I sit back and think

You know us young mothafuckas, you know that 1 in 9

We probably only sellin’ the crack cocaine

Because we in the hood

And it's not like in the suburb

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 mothafuckas, the real criminals

Sex offenders, rapists serial killers

Don't get scared, don't get scared

I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

王承林

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