Artist: Jme Album: Boy Better Know - Derkhead Edition.3 (Mixtape) Song: Understand Typed by: AZ Lyrics Don't understand (don't understand me) Jme Don't understand Jamie Yeah I'm here Listen In the flesh Don't understand, do they? Actually, overstand Yeah, listen I see guys rolling in big whips With bulletproof vests and straps on their hips If they see me and they stop And reverse the car then blud, it's on top Keep a straight face when you see these guys These guys can see the fear in your eyes I'm not a shook one, but I'm smart I don't want them to drag me into the ride They're driving slow, now I feel to run My heart is beating like a kick drum Ten things go through my brain quickly Like "maybe they're not looking for me" All of a sudden, reality hits As they skid up the curb and jump out the whip I'm not talking about beef I'm on about the flipping police Jme don't take backchat Controller, mic, Jme, me, dat's Jme don't take no shit Blud, long ting, a, not, is it See, I am not a prick Batty get will take as mick My name's Jme Me, test, try, can't MCs, free Serious, I will brush your chin Quickly, second, split a in Yeah, Meridian Crew We kill man, us test, can't you But serious man like us Basis regular, eight on chins buss You better understand Backwards chat can be like nang You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man When I started the game, I picked up a cue Every five minutes, I get two shots Never get caught with the white in the pocket I get rid of the 8 ball in couple shots I pot the 8 ball by eye Cause in maths, I weren't a fool Real guys understand what I shot But the little boys think I'm talking 'bout pool You've got bare diamonds, but you're a joker You get jacked four times like a smoker You shot four Qs and think you're dealing You're not a dealer, pick up two for mistake I can see that you got four fours But you won't buss them, you've got too much heart I only use spades and clubs in war Need to roll with a new pack Your cats say meow, mine say "alright, blud?" Your dubs are black and mine are white, blud You won't understand till next season We both cut dub, but not for the same reason You use a needle ting I use a razor, I shot my dub for bling You don't shot, you're on some [?] flex With a bag or some bait ting using decks I don't care if I'm driving or in the passenger I stay strapped Better to be safe than sorry, I'll be strapped up Even if I'm in the back If you think I'm on about a gun You're a negative geezer See, I'm on about road safety in the car Like that advert with a pizza You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me You don't understand me But I don't care, man