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They… say… I..won’t ever get where I wanna be,
But I know that there’s nothing standing in front me,
I hold it down, and lock it off, my crown, can’t knock it off,
I talk the right amount, the rest they talk too much,
I’m just doing my thing, so please hush while I sing,
Emcees proceed to leave, you ain’t touching a thing,

I need to get to where I need to be, my hustle is constant,
Last album was some club shit, the first was a concept,
This one’s for the underground, a gift to my peeps,
To keep my rep solidified and my spit in the streets,
In any beef put my fist to ya teeth and cause sleep,
Once you’ve fought me, the next step’s gotta be Ali,
Golly, y’all get gully, y’all get embarrassed not subtly,
Like catching me getting skully from ya girl while I’m nutting,
They saying I can’t shine, but really I handle mine,
I cease all other speech, like rapping with gangster mimes,
Y’all don’t stress me, c’mon who wan’ test me?
None of y’all intimidate me, let alone impress me,
I’m ready for the fall-out boy, I’m never resting,
My text is a weapon, effective to stop your effervescence,
So call me when you’re sober like Evanescence said do,
And don’t ever test me again, or hope that heaven blessed you

They… say… I..won’t ever get where I wanna be,
But I know that there’s nothing standing in front me,
I hold it down, and lock it off, my crown, can’t knock it off,
I talk the right amount, the rest they talk too much,
I’m just doing my thing, so please hush while I sing,
Emcees proceed to leave, you ain’t touching a thing.

Face it bitches, I’m a-list, y’all stay just bitches,
I’m from a town where the crowds look like baby Hitlers,
I turn the paper to parchment, my statements scripture,
Hate on me, It only motivates me to get sicker,
Slicker, flows flip, beautiful as gold drips,
Wrote tons of new shit, improved on my old shit,
Flipped it, re-mixed it, got bolder, re-wrote it,
Executive produced it, then packaged and sold it,
My syllables are killing em like avian flu could,
Somewhere somebody’s saying "this Canadian’s too good",
Because I’m blazing ‘em, stay fresh like a baker is,
My hay-makers straight lace lessers so will they stay jesters,
With great pressure like sea depths, they fade better,
I break restraints, while my counterparts stay tethered,
My songs will play forever, I lay complacent never,
Man, my name has come to represent the dopest eight letters.

credits

from Sonic Therapy: Missed the Cut Vol​.​1, released October 30, 2014
Produced, Recorded, Mixed & Mastered By: A. Tanton (Madhattr)
Lyrics & Performance By: N. Latella (Ngajuana)

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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

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