Misunderstood
Kendrick Lamar Lyrics

Baby you understand me now
I hope you can comprehend my thoughts and feelings

If sometimes you see that I'm mad
If occasionally you notice my frustration

Don't you know no one alive
Understand that no person can always be perfect

Can always be an angel
Capable of always being morally impeccable

When everything goes wrong, you see some bad
When circumstances turn sour, negative actions may arise

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
However, I am simply a person with good intentions

Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
Oh lord, I pray that I am not misinterpreted

As soon as the beat drop
Immediately after the instrumental starts

Within two bars, you already said I'm hot
In just a couple of measures, you've already praised my talent

They savor, my fruit's of labor
They enjoy the results of my hard work

My flow is sweeter
My rapping style is more enjoyable

Than strawberries, oranges, and apricots
Than the taste of strawberries, oranges, and apricots

God dammit I raised the
Damn it, I have elevated the

Standards of the status-quo
Expectations of the norm

To go against me you gotta
To compete against me, you have to

Be more than professional
Exceed the level of professionalism

You got to go extra hard like
You must put in more effort, just like

An erection with no protection
Unprotected sexual arousal

And I be fucking all these bars
And I excel at rapping these lines

We be sexing I'm a nympho
We engage in explicit activity, I have a strong desire

For the instrumentals, all right, I admit it
For the music accompanying the lyrics, I acknowledge my affection

Matter of fact I got a hot date tonight
In fact, I have a thrilling encounter scheduled for tonight

Real rap
Genuine hip-hop

Take this and take that from the machine
Extract various things from the music industry

Got this money up, with no caffeine
Earned this wealth without the aid of stimulants

Prepare me is Kerosene struck by
Ignite me like kerosene hit by a

A bunch of lightening
Multiple bolts of lightning

You looking at me then your sight seeing
If you observe me, then you're perceiving

And what that means is that
And the significance of that is

This human being is fly
I, as an individual, am fashionable

Don't try to duplicate
Do not attempt to imitate

I'm authentic, I see you scoping
I am genuine, I see you examining

My style like forensics, that is foul
My manner of expression is like forensic analysis, an unacceptable act

Tech! Leave 'em by the benches
Technician! Leave them on the sidelines

I see the future better than your computers
I have superior foresight compared to your technological devices

Apple software got the next 10
Apple's software has the next decade

Years scared I'm Fred Krueger
Terrifying years, I am equivalent to Fred Krueger

Rugers on my hip, terminate all intruders
Firearms on my hip, eliminating any unwanted individuals

Leave them dead inside the sewers
Leave their lifeless bodies in the underground passages

Shoulda' coulda' knew I was a murderer
Should have known I was a killer

Burning up the very sun, the rapture
Causing immense destruction, the apocalypse

The god is back, they said he'd come
The divine figure has returned, as predicted

But I came faster
But I arrived more swiftly

I'm not an actor, if you play Denzel
I am not a performer, if you portray Denzel Washington

You'll be thrown through a windshield
You will be violently launched through a car's glass

The nine merely is handheld
The handgun is simply held by hand

The AK is hands on
The AK-47 is operational when held in the hands

Now the battlefield I can land
Now I can conquer the battleground

On one thousand mines
Avoiding a thousand explosive devices

And don't blow up because I'm the bomb
Yet, they do not detonate because I am the explosive device

Inside your CD deck, duck for
Within your CD player, take cover

Cover, guard your neck, i demand respect
Protect yourself, be cautious, I assert authority

If I never see a check
If I never receive payment

At least I got these rap niggas in check
At the very least, I have control over these rappers

Preach Tabernacle fetch the holy
Speak passionately, bring the sacred

Bible if I'm lying
Scripture, if I am deceiving

King of my jungle, swear to remain humble
Leader of my environment, promise to stay modest

Keep my vision tunnel
Maintain a focused perspective

Because I don't need to get sidetracked
Because I cannot afford to lose focus

My producer name is Soundwave and he
The person who produces my music is called Soundwave, and he

Gives me beats by the batch
Provides me with numerous beats

My flow cold, like Aspen
My rapping style is cool, like the climate of Aspen

I love to show off when I'm in that Aston
I enjoy flaunting my success while driving an Aston Martin

Look I act a ass, but I'm not jack
I may appear foolish, but I'm not a fool

A east side nigga I can get you popped at
I am an individual from the east side, capable of causing harm

A hundred rounds nigga stop that
Numerous bullets, cease that behavior

You can't make that ass sit or flip-flop back
You cannot control those actions

I'm too gutta nigga top that
I am extremely street, surpass that

This is lyrical homicide, not rap
This is a form of killing through lyrics, not ordinary rap music

So don't get it misunderstood
Therefore, do not misinterpret it

Say my name on your bars
Include my name in your lyrics

Shit I'm in your hood with 45 goons 45 shugs
I am present in your neighborhood with 45 aggressive individuals

Chase your ass upstairs throw
Pursue you and violently toss you

You of your roof
From the top of a building

I see you big dogs, all I hear is woof
I notice you acting tough, but all I hear is empty threats

Loud talk, no bite, you niggas is puss
Vocal bravado, lacking action, you individuals are weak

I'm off that bubble kush, thinking about life
I am under the influence of marijuana, contemplating existence

Or how to make a mill and
Or strategizing how to make a million dollars

Spend it all in one night i just might
Squander it all in a single evening, there is a possibility

Snatch your bitch if she got a great appetite
Take your woman if she has a strong desire

For the top dog catalog, that means everybody
For the collection of the best songs, that includes everyone

Several bodies on the shoty don't
Numerous casualties from the shotgun, do not

Make it eight rappers
Decrease the number of rappers to eight

Damn I hate rappers, don't call me that
Damn, I despise rappers, do not refer to me as one

If you called it how you seen it
If you expressed it as you perceived it

You would call me real rap
You would label me as genuine hip-hop

I don't fabricate shit
I do not create false narratives

All I do is keep it real eat, sleep
All I do is stay true, eat, sleep

And take shit's wipe me down if you will
And deal with the consequences, cleanse me if necessary

Hold up, big truck
Wait, large vehicle

Lurkin' with the monster grill
Creeping around with an intimidating appearance

Four fifteens I got beat like Emmett Till
With four 15-inch subwoofers, playing music loudly like Emmett Till was brutally beaten

Put me in my g-mode schooling every hot head
Put me in a state of aggression, teaching every hothead a lesson

Tell them about the g-code, like eskimos
Educate them about the unwritten rules of the streets, similar to how Eskimos pass on knowledge

My arms froze, popsicle
My arms are frozen, resembling a frozen dessert

Observing the game, I'm so official
Observing the industry, I hold significant authority