Текст песни No Idea - Joe Budden

Check this shit
I just wrote this shit
Check this shit out
Look

I was always told you can't make it make sense, don't trust it
So I be out the country with the phone on, fuck it
Grown from when I was dusted
But took somethin' away out of every moment I suffered
So y'all can go on and judge it
The reason that I'm tellin' baby girl she gotta practice patience
I plan on changin' my ways, I'm just procrastinatin'
Puttin' it off like I'll never be in a casket layin'
With both my parents goin' crazy as the pastor's prayin'
Prideful, I don't even succumb when defeated
All that 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 nothin' is needed
I'm sorry I don't speak the language of
Rappers that's in the closet, but they won't hang it up
I'm only tryin' to build what they attempt to destroy
We had a perfect game until it was Jim Joyce
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 somethin' gives you nightmares
Can you afford to recollect it?
If you can, just know them odds stacked
Airplanes ain't shootin' stars, you can't Bob that
I found out when it come to discussin' paper
Some'll sell they soul and deal with the repercussions later

With every curve they throw, every shot that blows, I'm still here
It be the ones that's pretendin' to know really have no idea
I just let 'em all go ahead and speak my name
How far you gonna reach for fame? Go 'head, fuck up your career
I don't care, 'cause they have no idea

Check it, I'm so sick it's livid, all pics are vivid
A stip of bein' gifted, gotta be equipped to live with
His critics misquote him and miss tidbits
So he's mislabeled, misunderstood, misfitted
Any time 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 mornin' on the wake up, she's applyin' makeup
And I'm ponderin' all the different ways for us to break up
Women have a tendency to get fickle
Predictable, lie and say it's dick little
It be the ones you could see yourself with forever
Givin' you a lecture, talkin' 'bout 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 droppin' 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'll convey it
The relationship'll be over, but no one'll say it
A doomed fate, livin' with who you'll soon hate
Ex-life partners try and 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

With every curve they throw, every shot that blows, I'm still here
It be the ones that's pretendin' to know really have no idea
I just let 'em all go ahead and speak my name
How far you gonna reach for fame? Go 'head, fuck up your career
I don't care, 'cause they have no idea

Check it, how can the fans think us rappers are invincible?
Can't 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 whole approach was apprehensible
Some started thinkin' they fifteen minutes of fame was extendable
They don't cherish the moment like they probably should
Once they star's cemented, they act Hollywood
Guapped up, stash the grip
Now you bein' chauffeured in the back of whips
Lifestyles immaculate, out of touch with reality
I hope you get a grasp of it
Success breeds change, but so does a lack of it
The homies sendin' 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 snitchin', I'm sayin' show me the paperwork
I don't get why the inferior bother to diss me
Heart of my city, when I go, takin' part of it with me
I think God'll understand that was part of my misery
So instead of Father, forgive me, it's Father, you dig me
Spectator just to see if I be checkmated
Less progress brings less hatred, which would segue it
I learned the hard way some things are better kept sacred
Fail at givin' 'em your all, you'll just be left naked

With every curve they throw, every shot that blows, I'm still here
It be the ones that's pretendin' to know really have no idea
I just let 'em all go ahead and speak my name
How far you gonna reach for fame? Go 'head, fuck up your career
I don't care, 'cause they have no idea