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I see a page I get an ache, then sit awake rhyming,
I’m sick in ways doctors haven’t named yet, try me,
I flame spit, fire breathe, still, they deny me,
Still I’m arriving, so I’m undeniable,
I have no rivals, struggled a couple miles,
Tribulations and trials liquidate those and smile,
It’s toothy, so hate it it’s too sweet I taste it,
My life should have been a fucking movie, so rate it,
And digest everything that happened to me di-rect,
And I guess, you’ll see why I never seemed to do my best,
I digress, if I lied more and tried less,
Conformed for the radio and substituted my text,
I might expect to find success, still I’m vexed,
Because I’m drawing for nobody, still ill I sketch,
The real deal I’m blessed, took a three month rest,
But now I’m back to pursue my quest.

I won’t ever be done, that’s a lesson to my sons,
A battle’s lost a million times before it’s won,
So I’m taking all my lumps, aiming for the crown,
Cause you can’t keep a good man down.

So I sit and wait, get the itch and pace, or I flip a phrase,
Hit a phase, spit it sick as aids, then I twist and blaze,
Sift through praise, rather listen to the whispered hate,
Through wispy haze, so it’s easier to drift away,
I feel a pressure, like I’m never gonna get my say,
Dangerous dog, still waiting til I get my day,
I set my pace, way back when I was left to waste,
Now I create, but the masses love the cut and paste,
It suffocates as I’m growing I see nothing change,
I feel I’m cuffed and gagged, dying just to cut the chains,
In fucking sane, as I’m begging for this cup of change,
I write the dopest verses, and plus I crush refrains,
Steady in the slush and rain, nothing ventured, nothing gained,
Rapping in my sleep, and then back to it when I’m up again,
Thankful I’m not suffering, bitter that I’m still hustling,
Dealing with my corrupted brain, you could reach out and touch my pain.

I won’t ever be done, that’s a lesson to my sons,
A battle’s lost a million times before it’s won,
So I’m taking all my lumps, aiming for the crown,
Cause you can’t keep a good man down.

I let it go, and it’s special yo’, so check the flow,
I ain’t Shad, but just like him I’m getting set to blow,
I’m like a weapon though, etching prose in my nest of crows,
Underground, mainstream, homie, I’m the best of both,
Yes I boast, cause my breath is smoke,
NGAJUANA SUCKS, that’s the kinda talk that could get you choked,
When I talk on mics, nobody forgets I spoke,
But still I’m sitting here broke, while people saying I’m dope,
So I’ve been feeling provoked, like a spirit invoked,
You couldn’t navigate my tears with a boat,
And many travelers are here, cause they believe I’m a hoax,
So I’m embattled for my years, clutching dearly to hope,
I’m not nearly a joke, but all this time I devote,
To these rhymes has kept me out in cold when I’m soaked,
So I’m starving, that’s why I’ll go for the throat,
Beg ya pardon, but you didn’t wanna share from your garden.

credits

from Sonic Therapy: The Frustrations of Joshua Wolfe, released January 10, 2010
Written By: N. Latella
Performed By: N. Latella
Instrumental By: J. Washburn (JayDub)

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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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