Joe Budden No Idea lyrics

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No Idea by Joe Budden No Idea lyrics Look, I was always told you can't make it make sense don't trust it So I'll 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 y'all can go on and judge it There's a reason that I'm tellin baby girl she gotta practice patience I plan on changing my ways I'm just procrastinating Putting it off like I'll never be in a casket layin With both my parents going crazy as the pastor's praying Prideful, I don't even succumb when I'm defeated All it do is get me mad, and I'm comfortable heated I come from a family of drunks, I'm the one that succeeded So nowadays I talk to God when nothing is needed I'm sorry I don't speak the language of Rappers in the closet, but they won't hang it up I'm only trying to build what they attempt to destroy We had a perfect game until it was Jim Joyce'd Check it, what was once so majestic Is now only adored by epileptics I record to resurrect it, by my own accord I can't accept it But when something gives you nightmares, can you afford to recollect it If you can just know them odds stacked Airplanes ain't shooting stars, you can't 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, I'm still here It be the ones that's 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 don't care, cause they have no idea [Verse 2] So sick it's livid, all pics are vivid A stiff of being gifted, gotta be equipped to live with His critics, misquote him and miss tidbits So he's mislabeled, misunderstood, misfit'd Anytime I was misinformed or misguided I went and got advice from a dude that wouldn't apply it And he'll 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 she's applying make up I'm 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 she'll act like you ain't have them same habits when you met her When you can't take her You start dropping hints for her to read between the lines But she'll act like Fantasia It'll 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 you'd soon hate Ex life partners trying to co-exist as roommates Once you go through it you'll believe it And you'll never give a woman more than you'll want her to leave with [Chorus] [Verse 3] How can the fans think us rappers are invincible Cant find anything about that logic that's sensible I'm thinkin they should know better off of principle To them we're action heroes, to labels we're 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 star's submitted they act Hollywood Gwapped up stacks to grip Now you're being chauffeured in the back of whips, life style's immaculate Out of touch with reality, I'll help you get a grasp of it Success breeds change, but so does a lack of it The homie's sending out subliminals, Since you a failed rapper, failed criminal, four bars is the minimal Since you ain't from the streets I'll help and tell you the way it works Say a nigga snitching, I'm saying show me the paper work I don't 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" it's "father ya dig me?" Spectated just to see if I'd 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, you'll just be left naked [Chorus]


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