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It’s like I’m screaming, but I’m trapped in a box,
Still dreaming, scheming on hatching my plot,
If they listened, looked close, and actually watched,
At the top, they’d whisper that I hafta be stopped,
Until then, lemme gather my props,I’m just chillin,
Writing everyday watching custies gag on my crops,
And I don’t got too many friends, but I keep it on lock,
So everywhere I go they hang from my crotch, yup, yup.

How long I’m s’posed to sit and wait for my shot, before I take it,
How many shot’s can I take, before I’m under the table,
How far can I crawl, before I’m cuffed by a cop,
And how far is the wall?, I haven’t come to a stop,
I’m in a crises, I feel I’m the nicest existing,
A born writer but I haven’t yet achieved recognition,
So I get tighter, and build skills with multiple projects,
Madhattr, Rugged One, J-Dub, and Logik,
And the beats go on, that’s only oh-seven,
I’m only 25, when I die I’ll be a legend,
I cast a presence that you feel when I walk in the room,
When haters see you face to face, they wasn’t talking to you,
Cause I’m the type who’d turn the club into a coffin or tomb,
I offer you doom, speak truth often it’s gloomy,
So sue me, sorry that I put life to light,
But tell me, why’d you buy an album you don’t like?

It’s like I’m screaming, but I’m trapped in a box,
Still dreaming, scheming on hatching my plot,
If they listened, looked close, and actually watched,
At the top, they’d whisper that I hafta be stopped,
Until then, lemme gather my props,I’m just chillin,
Writing everyday watching custies gag on my crops,
And I don’t got too many friends, but I keep it on lock,
So everywhere I go they hang from my crotch.

The days grow so short, it’s always night here,
And it always rains, but I’m always right here,
And I’m, doing alright okay? Say what you saying,
They just wanna bring you down, with this game that they playing,
You see ‘em and they groupies, all on the jock,
But the second that you leave, they all wanna talk,
That’s why not too many can hang in my circle,
The closer that they get, the more they can hurt you,
I’m concerned with my life, not with making friends,
I just like to make music, plus I get the ends,
So I’m chilling, living out my life like a dream,
Pen to sheet always just about to burst at the seams,
Cause my dreams are extreme, even when awake,
I expect a lot from me, and that’s what it’ll take,
So I practice and I wait, until I can escape,
Off the weight of these I statements I make.

(Hook)

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from Sonic Therapy: The Frustrations of Joshua Wolfe, released January 10, 2010
Written By: N. Latella
Performed By: N. Latella
Instrumental By: A. Tanton (Madhattr)

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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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