100 Million

[Intro]

1, 2, 1, 2

[Verse 1]

It was early

I woke up

Still had a joint, so I puffed

Shouldn't have, 'cause it got me stoned

And my mum just moaned

"Simon, it's time to get a job

You're 20 years old and you're living like a slob."

"But there's so many things I wanna do, ma

I need money and I wanna get a new car."

"Simon, what you mean?"

I've got a plan, it'll all be clean

Got the joints and the beats rollin'

Got the tunes on the decks strollin'

As I walk through my mind, and my thoughts are behind

When there's deals being signed and there's walls gettin' climbed

And there's things that we bring and we fling with the sing

And we want to be in from the start to the fin'

Is it me? Is it them?

Is it you or your friend?

There's no need to pretend that your mind's on the mend

Is the past in your eyes, is the hands on your thighs

'Cause you cannot disguise that you needed a rise

[Chorus]

If I had the time, then I'd spend a little more with you

And if I had a hundred million, then I'd probably give half to you

[Verse 2]

Lord of the standard, lord of the landlords

I've been living on the shores of the canyon

Pretty girls and ugly guys

Twisted dreams and purple skies

Back to basics, forward to basics

Norms are daytrips, minds are brain-trips

What's the main lick?

What's the main trip?

It's like this

[Instrumental Break]

[Pre-Chorus]

For all my fellas that sip the Stellas

DJ's, Grafters, and drug sellers

To the geeks, there's no need to be jealous

We're just doin' our thing

[Chorus]

If I had the time, then I'd spend a little more with you

And if I had a hundred million, then I'd probably give half to you

[Bridge]

Half to you

I just don't know about the way

I just wished I had some more days in my book

Call you up and give you a look

[Chorus]

If I had the time, then I'd spend a little more with you

And if I had a hundred million, then I'd probably give half to you

[Verse 3]

From the edge of the land, who's that man?

Doin' things that you can't understand

Broken or fixed

Token or trips

How many things we can throw in the mix

2000 sounds into two

Comin' through it's the Audio Crew

Don't bother doin' if it don't sound smooth

As we step with nothing to prove

[Pre-Chorus]

For all my fella's that sip the Stellas

DJ's, Grafters, and drug sellers

To the geeks there's no need to be jealous

We're just doin' our thing