| 歌曲 | No Idea |
| 歌手 | Joe Budden |
| 专辑 | Mood Muzik 4.5 |
| 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 nigh**ares, 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 | |
| IdeaI just let em all go ahead and speak my name | |
| How far you gonna reach for fame | |
| Go ahead and ***** 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 ***** 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 | |
| FantasiaIt’ll be so much to be said but no one will convey it | |
| The relation*****p 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 | |
| HollywoodGwapped 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 ***** 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] |
| 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, fck 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 nigh ares, 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 | |
| IdeaI just let em all go ahead and speak my name | |
| How far you gonna reach for fame | |
| Go ahead and 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 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 | |
| FantasiaIt' ll be so much to be said but no one will convey it | |
| The relation p will be over but no one will say it | |
| A doomed fate, living with who you' d soon hate | |
| Ex life partners trying to coexist 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 | |
| HollywoodGwapped 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 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 |