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 do you mean? I've got a plan, it'll all be clean? Got the joints and the beats rolling Got the tunes on the decks strolling As I walk through my mind All my thoughts are behind When there's deals being signed And there's walls getting climbed And there's things that we bring When 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 friends? There's no need to pretend That your mind's on the mend Is the past in your eyes Are your hands on your thighs? 'Cause you cannot disguise That you needed a rise If I had the time then I'd spend a little more with you And if I had a 100 million then I'd probably give half to you 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 day trips, minds are brain tripped What's the main lick? What's the main trip? It's like this 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 doing our thing If I had the time then I'd spend a little more with you And if I had a 100 million then I'd probably give 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 If I had the time then I'd spend a little more with you And if I had a 100 million then I'd probably give half to you From the edge of the land, who's that man? Doing things that you can't understand Broken or fixed, token or tripped How many things we can throw in the mix? Two thousand sales into two Coming through, it's the Audio Crew Don't bother doing if it don't sound smooth As we step with nothing to prove 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 doing our thing