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