Luyện nghe bài hát Misunderstood

*Clears

Baby me now
(You get me now, but you know...)
If sometimes you see I'm mad
(Sometimes I out)
Don't you know no one alive can be an angel?
When everything wrong, you see some bad
(But, you don`t my story)
But I'm just a soul whose are good
(&& I know yours. So just)
Oh, Lord, don't let me be misunderstood

Skinny dude, braids straight back
out of Virginia in a black du rag
Accord got to whippin up Highway
Fuck college, I`m do it my way
Long nights, days, hard work, no pay
my crafts
Stepdad gay (Bitch)
Punk nigga, nigga, bet he mad now (Bitch)
See me on TV, he sit his ass down
(Bitch)
Folks took interest, offered me paper
Now, you know these labels tryna ya
on my side so the paperworks ride
19 years-old && a nigga got signed (Aye Ma, they wanna me)
50k on the advance, now I feel I`m the man
Ill never drive this mothafuckin Honda shit (Fuck that Honda)
New at the label getting hired, bosses getting fired, two more years till anybody kne0w who I was

I'm just a soul whose are good
(Why ain`t ya shit yet?
I mean, I know you gotta deal, up?)
Oh, Lord, don't let me be misunderstood
(You gotta my struggle.
It don`t all fit in the song shawty)
(Man, nigga, you neva comin out *Chuckles*)

I make it, I never be complicit
Even though these label niggas got me on wait shit
my nigga Radio, we gon mixtape it
Did bout a 100 songs in this nigga, Troy
Really tho, on to the
it in my hood, kept it hood, niggas know
I`m goin far, I wanna take my niggas tho
And says its koo, but it`s 30 niggas, yo
OK, we too
2 Seat && Finch && Baby
Redd [?]
Koo, we gon do we do
I got my own tour,
Well, who gon up?
CB dude
I think the koo
He Virginia too
We formed a lil friendship, like some kin shit
my lil dude
We watched each otha show && up
Label bullshittin, so, I watched my blow up
Oh, fuck!
You know what? My times comin tho, I ain`t neva gon give up, through baby, I shine like a mothafuckin star. Believe that

I'm just a soul whose intentions are
O please don't let me be misunderstood

skip some && come back lata
Label ain`t shit, so 2 lata
New album, whole long
They wanna gimme songs, so fuck my shit
But, hol up, this my shit?
at the meetings
Cussin at people
story, short, I ain`t fuckin with these people
Gotta find compromise, if you wanna
Money low, gotta take care of my people
Excuse me, if I believe in
That bullshit music, I can not do it It`s useless, I`m tryna my horizon
I play em Woman at the office
I`m
We discuss it, they love it, think the world of it
Wanna it, lets do it, I`m tryna get to it
Record slow, but I tried to put em on
I needa do some shows, they needa see me
After all that, on the song they pick, they fall back, like Songz ain`t shit
No money for the tour, act for Ne-Yo
years before, he opened up for me tho
It`s all G tho, I my own C Notes
Musically, be dead, but I`m, livin cuz I`m me tho
Of the Big GO
D, be no
Me without em, never poutin, little faith could a mountain
So, do about it?
Song in the pocket, produced by
by Johnta,
Can`t But Wait
Finally, done got his big break
Wait, not over
then, I paid for 2 more tours, a video, I`m so official, yo
I get it on my own, ain`t nobody let me
That`s why I say I`m

I'm just a soul whose are good
(I`m a soul)
O lord please let me be misunderstood
(Ya let me be misunderstood)

I done off stages && fucked niggas up
I done got into altercations with
That don`t make me no different the next man
Just cuz a nigga on TV don`t mean he don`t go shit G
I`m do me
&& If you like, me
But, you ain`t neva me
You mean shit to meTruly
&& It`s more to it, but I can`t even get all it
It`s one song, 5 minutes && some change
You what I`m sayin?