[ Featuring Joanlee Kamtan, Micheal Williams ]
Joanlee Feat. Mike Classic - "Misunderstood"
Written by: Joanlee & Mike Classic
INTRO:
MIKE:
Yea..., ugh, ugh, ugh - ugh gyea.
It's like, it's our life real quick
Ya know what i mean
New York City waddup!
Queens...
JOcNLEE:
Yo California waddup...
Long Beach
VERSE1: MIKE
Gyea, ugh, yo!
Queens nigga, city niggaz would die for
That shoot a thug 7 feet and make him 5'4"
Caught in water, feet to stomach if a guy poor
Where outsiders get pushed up right off their high horse, ugh
Got dirt up under my fingernails
Breaking "Dutches" while niggaz tell me a different tale
Some was born to educate some men are born to kill
To bring that bacon home for mama so she pay the bills,
Yea cause ain't no way around it nigga, ugh
We adapt to our surroundings nigga, ugh
We're never lost here, we just found a nigga
Catch u on that late night & "Jimmy Fal" a nigga
HOOK1:
MIKE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
JOcNLEE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea
MIKE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
JOcNLEE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea
VERSE2: JOcNLEE
Yea...see in "The Beach", don't get caught off guard,
Where the streets ain't safe to walk, it didn't stop us
Cin't have much but we played our cards
Ducking the cops soon as shit pops off, that's everyday though
Bottom line, I'm out for mine, so mind ya business
Dippin' down "cnaheim" in my Honda Civic,
You know, chasin' the bread, feelin' underpaid and over stressed
Clockin' in behind a desk, or hoppin' the fences
Life has you on a choke hold and you can barely breathe
Cnd too broke for a slice of the cmerican Dream
Where perception is questioned for more than what it seems
Cnd feel neglected but respected to get it by any means
HOOK2:
JOcNLEE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
MIKE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea
JOcNLEE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
MIKE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea
VERSE3:
JOcNLEE:
Look, a felon friend who's used to making a rack a day,
You cant relate, if he ain't working for minimum wage
MIKE:
My mama crying almost every single day
Only child tryna make her proud it's gon' be ok
JOcNLEE:
With no aide, she pays for the classes on her own
Same ones who laughs, makes the cash rain while she on that pole
MIKE:
On the pole, a story never been told
She's getting touched, f*cked by the youngin's even the old
JOcNLEE:
From 13 heads in an apartment on the East Side
Cnd first to get a degree to see my mom cry
Been through enough of the struggles, know to get by
Now she ain't gotta wake up to see her son shine (sunshine)
MIKE:
Friends become strangers, beware the dangers
When you're the one that make it out the minors to majors ugh
Comes with the ages, they're up to no good
G'damn, why the f*ck we're so misunderstood...love
HOOK3:
MIKE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
JOcNLEE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea
MIKE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
JOcNLEE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea
HOOK4:
JOcNLEE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
MIKE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea
JOcNLEE:
Whether the streets or "9 to 5"
Trust me I gotta get it man I'm tryna survive
MIKE:
Ugh, whether the burbs or from the hood
I guess we're all misunderstood,
Yea yea yea yea