Dontgetit Lyrics - Lil Wayne

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 flame 

The snow 

Please slow 

Down hurricane 

The wind blow 

My dreads swang 

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 facin' the barrel if he tattle 

My God is my judge -- no gown, no gavel 

A hound, a rebel 

Down to battle 

Now or never 

Or whenever 

And the F for -- 

Fucking fantastic 

Fuck if you agree 

I'm bright, but I don't give a fuck if you see me 

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But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood 

Uhh, what's understood ain't gotta be explained 

So for those who understand, meet Dwayne 

For eight and a half months I gave Miss 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 fit, then 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 and 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 Little Wayne was Weezy 

But Weezy is Wayne 

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But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood 

I was watchin' TV the other day, right? 

Got this white guy on there talking 'bout black guys 

Talking about how young black guys are targeted 

Targeted by who? America 

You see, one in every one 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 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 

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 

Meaning, 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 motherfucka to jail 

If it's not gonna stand up, in court 

Because this drug ain't that drug 

You know, level three, level four drug, shit like that 

Mhmm.. I guess it's all a misunderstanding 

And um, 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 the suburbs 

We don't have the things that you have 

Why? I really don't want to know the answer 

I guess we just misunderstood huh? 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 offender papers 

Don't trip, he live right on the end of your block, mmmhmm 

Yeah, that nigga 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 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 fucking 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 

Meanin', 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, heh heh heh 

They giving me a paper, heh heh hah 

Is that a misunderstanding, cause I don't understand it 

Another thing, let me take my glasses off 

Cause I want to see the reaction on the faces when I say this 

Uhh, Mr. Al Sharpton; here's why I don't respect you 

And nobody like you, hmm hmm, see 

You're the type that gets off on gettin on other people, heh hehe 

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, heh heh 

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 (heh heh) 

Hold on, I ain't finished wit' you man 

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 improvise 

Doesn't necessarily make you a bad person neither, but 

The characteristics fall heavily into bad sway, hahahh 

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 

Good or bad, but I also don't respect you 

And I don't care if that's good or bad, heh heh 

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 

Just a little more political 

And that just means you're a little unhuman than us humans 

And now, let me be human by saying fuck Al Sharpton 

And anyone like him 

Fuck if you understand me 

I love being misunderstood 

Heheh, why? 

Cause I live in the suburbs, but I come from the hood 

Bring the hook in 

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood