No Idea Lyrics - Mood Muzik 4 - Joe Budden

Look, I was always told you cant make it make sense dont trust it 

So Ill be out the country with the phone off, f-ck it 

Grown from when I was dusted 

But took something away out of every moment I suffered 

So yall can go on and judge it 

Theres a reason that Im tellin baby girl she gotta practice patience 

I plan on changing my ways Im just procrastinating 

Putting it off like Ill never be in a casket layin 

With both my parents going crazy as the pastors praying 

Prideful, I dont even succumb when Im defeated 

All it do is get me mad, and Im comfortable heated 

I come from a family of drunks, Im the one that succeeded 

So nowadays I talk to God when nothing is needed 

Im sorry I dont speak the language of 

Rappers in the closet, but they wont hang it up 

Im only trying to build what they attempt to destroy 

We had a perfect game until it was Jim Joyced 

Check it, what was once so majestic 

Is now only adored by epileptics 

I record to resurrect it, by my own accord I cant accept it 

But when something gives you nightmares, can you afford to recollect it 

If you can just know them odds stacked 

Airplanes aint shooting stars, you cant B.O.B. that 

I found out when discussing paper 

Some will sell their soul and deal with the repercussions later 

[Chorus] 

With every curve they throw 

Every shot that blows, Im still here 

It be the ones thats pretending to know that really have no Idea 

I just let em all go ahead and speak my name 

How far you gonna reach for fame 

Go ahead and fuck up your career 

I dont care, cause they have no idea 

[Verse 2] 

So sick its livid, all pics are vivid 

A stiff of being gifted, gotta be equipped to live with 

His critics, misquote him and miss tidbits 

So hes mislabeled, misunderstood, misfitd 

Anytime I was misinformed or misguided 

I went and got advice from a dude that wouldnt apply it 

And hell give out that lesson for free 

Without a grudge, but I keep the past present with me 

So every morning on the wake up, and shes applying make up 

Im pondering all the different ways for us to break u 

Women have a tendency to get fickle 

Predictable, lie and say his dick little 

It be the ones you could see yourself with forever 

Giving you a lecture talking about you neglect her 

Couple years in, the strip club will upset her 

And shell act like you aint have them same habits when you met her 

When you cant take her 

You start dropping hints for her to read between the lines 

But shell act like Fantasia 

Itll be so much to be said but no one will convey it 

The relationship will be over but no one will say it 

A doomed fate, living with who youd soon hate 

Ex life partners trying to co-exist as roommates 

Once you go through it youll believe it 

And youll never give a woman more than youll want her to leave with 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

How can the fans think us rappers are invincible 

Cant find anything about that logic thats sensible 

Im thinkin they should know better off of principle 

To them were action heroes, to labels were Expendables 

My old approach was apprehensible 

Some started thinkin their 15 minutes of fame was extendable 

They dont cherish the moment like they probably should 

Once they stars submitted they act Hollywood 

Gwapped up stacks to grip 

Now youre being chauffeured in the back of whips, life styles immaculate 

Out of touch with reality, Ill help you get a grasp of it 

Success breeds change, but so does a lack of it 

The homies sending out subliminals, 

Since you a failed rapper, failed criminal, four bars is the minimal 

Since you aint from the streets Ill help and tell you the way it works 

Say a nigga snitching, Im saying show me the paper work 

I dont get why the inferior bother to diss me 

Heart of my city, when I go take a part of it with me 

I think god will understand that was part of my misery 

So instead of father forgive me its father ya dig me? 

Spectated just to see if Id get checkmated 

Less progress brings less hatred which would segue it 

I learned the hard way somethings are better kept sacred 

Fail at given em your all, youll just be left naked 

[Chorus]