Luyện nghe bài hát Misunderstood

Baby, me now
If sometimes you see I'm mad
Don't you know no one can always be an angel?
When goes wrong, you see some bad

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are
Oh Lord, don't let me be misunderstood

OH, Misunderstood, gotta be explained
But you don't me, so let me explain
Stood in the heat, the flames, the
Please slow down

The wind blow, my swang
He had hair like wool, Wayne
ashes in the Bible
I shake em out and fall on the rifle

Scary, Mary no tale fairy
All very, extraordinary
Perry Mason facin the barrel if he
My God is my judge, no gown, no

I'm a rebel, down to
Now or never, I never end it ever
Fuckin fantastic, if you agree, i am bright
But I give a fuck if you see me

I'm just a soul intentions are good
Oh Lord, please let me be misunderstood

What's understood ain't be explained
So for those who understand, meet
For 8 and a half months I Ms. Cita the pain
Now, it's Young Money, baby, keep the

My say fuck em and we the same
So, mothafucka, you got some sheets to change
And ain't it funny how people
Like Easter Sunday, you know church fit outfit

pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky rins but ain't about this, what you bout bitch?
Excuse my emotion in my passion
But I wear my heart on my sleeve it's the new fashion

are you askin?
If I have the answer its probably on the web
Like I'm a damn Tarantula but I know you don't
Cause you thought Lil Wayne is Weezy, but is Dwayne

I'm a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, don't let me be misunderstood

I was watchin T.V. the other day,
Got this white guy up there talkin black guys
Talkin about how young black are targeted
Targeted by who?

You see 1 in every 100 Americans are up
1 in every 9 Americans are locked up
And see what the white guy was tryin to was that
The money we spend on sendin a mothafucka to

A mothafucka to jail
Would be less to send his or her young ass to
See, and another thin the guy was stressin
Was that our jails are populated drug dealers

You know crack cocaine, stuff like
Meanin due to the we have
On crack cocaine and cocaine
Police are only, I don't want to say only,

But shit, only logic by around
In the all day and not in the suburbs
Because crack is mostly found in the hood
And you know the other thin is mostly in
You know where I'm

But why a mothafucka to jail
If it's not gon up in court
Cause this drug aint drug
You know level 3, level 4 drug, like that

I guess it's all a misunderstandin, I sit back and
You know us mothafuckas, you know that 1 in 9
We probably only sellin the crack
we in the hood

And not like in the suburb
We have what you have, why?
I don't wanna know the answer
I guess we just misunderstood

You know we don't have room in the now
For the real mothafuckas, the criminals
Sex offenders, serial killers
Don't get scared, don't get

I'm a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, don't let me be misunderstood