Got a baby on the way, I’m way beyond the same,
Sick, crazy or insane, dude who jumped into this game,
Now I’m playing it for keeps, aiming for the top,
And I’m shaving all the sheep, trying liberate the flock,
Call me a shepherd, I’m really just a man with a plan,
Why save sheep, when I could fix the land with the lambs,
My speech special, any lesser emcee I teach lessons,
Consequently, I eat more beats than I eat breakfast,
It’s music with a message, text with texture,
Fact mixed with fiction, or truth with conjecture,
You can speculate, about the truths to which I self-dedicate,
Or you can check my record, it’s the tale of a heavyweight,
I bullied my way into the drug game successfully,
I read people well, so it’s hard to get the best of me,
I beat people well, so the Gangsta’s started loving me,
I wouldn’t call it thug life, just necessary thuggery,
I lived like that for too long, man, believe my words,
I never thought the way out for me, could be my words,
But that’s the way it’s turned out for me, I ain’t complaining,
Cause now it’s gonna work out for me, I aim to make it.
Got a baby on the way, I’m way beyond the same,
Sick, crazy or insane, dude who jumped into this game,
Now I’m playing it for keeps, aiming for the top,
And I’m shaving all the sheep, trying liberate the flock,
Got a baby on the way, I’m way beyond the same,
Sick, crazy or insane, dude who jumped into this game,
Now I’m playing it for keeps, aiming for the top,
And I’m shaving all the sheep, trying liberate the flock,
They keep telling me I elevate, I’d have to agree,
I Taught rap to myself, and earned a masters degree,
Top of my class, majoring in mashing emcees,
Call me the vet, cause my shots’ll snap you to sleep,
People ask me why I’m shaving the sheep, it’s cause they’re blinded,
They following the leaders, content to stay behind them,
These people need guidance, they’ve gotten complacent,
I’ma let them follow me, like I’m the star of David,
My thoughts are a gift of God, sometimes that really hurts,
Cause I don’t pray enough, and I don’t go to church,
Yet in the third world, I bet they pray everyday,
some for those they lost, and others for a better way,
that’s who I picture, when I write a song like Get Away,
that hits you like a lead weight, and makes you give your head a shake,
it haunts you like a nightmare, you’re layin your bed awake,
no matter what pills you take to self-medicate.
Got a baby on the way, I’m way beyond the same,
Sick, crazy or insane, dude who jumped into this game,
Now I’m playing it for keeps, aiming for the top,
And I’m shaving all the sheep, trying liberate the flock,
Got a baby on the way, I’m way beyond the same,
Sick, crazy or insane, dude who jumped into this game,
Now I’m playing it for keeps, aiming for the top,
And I’m shaving all the sheep, trying liberate the flock,
I’m trying to liberate the flock, through independent thought,
Friends tell me I’m a genius, or an idiot savant,
I’m progressing at a level, that’s never before seen,
writing at 22, but free-styling near fourteen,
people that never liked me, now tell me I’m nice,
170 tracks, and not one about ice,
I guess I’m just not black enough to see the appeal,
In borrowing a chain and bracelet, to state that I’m real,
I don’t believe in it, some cats’ll hate me for that,
But those are people with an allergy to actual fact,
Or they Dudes who on salaries, but hacking at rap,
But the problem is they’re talentless, like half of the pack,
Who pulled the wool over their eyes, and led them astray,
and Who forgot to tell the sheep not to get in my way,
some days I think that I should maybe just, save my breath,
but it’s liberate the flock, or watch them walk to their death.
Got a baby on the way, I’m way beyond the same,
Sick, crazy or insane, dude who jumped into this game,
Now I’m playing it for keeps, aiming for the top,
And I’m shaving all the sheep, trying liberate the flock,
Got a baby on the way, I’m way beyond the same,
Sick, crazy or insane, dude who jumped into this game,
Now I’m playing it for keeps, aiming for the top,
And I’m shaving all the sheep, trying liberate the flock,
credits
from Shaving the Sheep,
released July 1, 2008
Lyrics: Ngajuana
Instrumental: Rugged One
A product of London, Ontario, Ngajuana stays active in the Canadian Hip-Hop scene. Ngajuana is a proud founding member of
the Canadian collective Dreamsters Union. Boasting nearly 600 songs, 6 albums (and counting), 200 shows and multiple awards won, consistency is no surprise; it's to be expected....more
It's a return to the days of real hip-hop with a real message. Moore and Exit Only bare their souls on every record they make and their passion for the art shines brilliantly! Ngajuana
