I said to hell with it, you’re not the same person, rather a shell of it,
I’m feeling harsh, but, what the sense in being delicate?
I used to think you smart, but the drugs have made you hella slip,
Sick, stupid now and bout as spun as a propeller gets,
Hella debts, people wanna kill you that you never met,
Everywhere you ever stepped, but still you don’t get it yet,
Nothing’s what you’ll get to get; I’m willing to bet my breath,
That you’ll never pull up, no, you will just inject to death,
Sad as that is, had it I have, with having to watch you dying,
Unhappy a hazard is it, still, you’re not gon’ catch me crying,
I’m just gonna keep it moving, think I will just keep on doing,
Me, I’m gonna keep improving while you’ll probably keep on losing,
Yup, probably keep on using, yup, probably keep on shooting up,
You can’t see yourself, but fuck, look what this has done to us,
Our relationship was crushed, now you’re too far gone to touch,
And there’s no-one left in this world I can trust…
Which way you bout to go?
I don’t think you even know,
Who you are or who you think you wanna be? Wanna be,
You just keep banging that dope,
Thinking you ain’t got a hope,
You ask nothing from yourself, what you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me? You’re nothing but a…
Broke down, beaten up, coked out, needle stuck,
Person who’s in need of luck, this world has eaten up,
Leaving just a feeble husk, feet up in a fetal tuck,
Used to wanna own the world, now you only need a buck,
Skin and bones, dying slow, sad, but you asked for it,
A slave to the same drugs, your ass started trafficking,
You take an L; don’t pass go, no, go straight to hell,
Brought your problems round me now I hate you like you hate yourself,
Yup, like you hate yourself, locked yourself away from help,
Now it’s no surprise, surprise, you’re telling me you hate your cell,
Uh, gotta gotta go, you say, but even though you know, you stay,
Exactly where you at, same old you, same old truth, same old mistakes,
Tell me what you want from me, but don’t ask me to hold your weight,
Cause honestly, I’d dump you off a cliff before my shoulders break,
I can’t let you take me down, you made your choice; I’m making mine,
You told me that you’d be back, I’m telling you to take your time,
No quip, you best quit the dope quick; ‘fore you nod off and see God with no trip;
No, don’t trip, poke, smoke and don’t sniff, if you didn’t, you wouldn’t have to worry about this…
Which way you bout to go?
I don’t think you even know,
Who you are or who you think you wanna be? Wanna be,
You just keep banging that dope,
Thinking you ain’t got a hope,
You ask nothing from yourself, what you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me? You’re nothing but a loser.
credits
from Section One,
released June 1, 2012
Lyrics: N. Latella (Ngajuana)
Vocals: N. Latella (Ngajuana)
Production: PnT WorldWyde
Tracked, Mixed and Mastered by: Fresh Kils in The Kilzone
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
