Time for the herd to thin out, I’m stepping in now,
Out on a limb, never in doubt, let us begin now,
You think you phat? Me and Rugged here to help ya trim down so…
Wolf in sheep’s clothing, thinning out the herd,
In the battle for rap’s title, I’m sinister with words,
Blessed like a priest or minister, I eat ‘em like they dinner,
Freeze ‘em like it’s winter, beat ‘em then decease ‘em and It’s finished,
To be truthful, I’ve been lethal for a minute, I’m a weapon
And I’m seething, cause it seems that I’ve been slept on, but I’ve kept on,
The echelon I crept on, so I’m placing my bets on,
Myself as the next ex-con, to turn the press on,
I’m fresh on every single beat my breath’s on,
But so bored, like the surface I play chess on,
I’m eating - I mean, leading the flock,
Got ‘em believing I changed, but hell no man, I’m evil as fuck,
Plus I’m planning on defying the odds, achieving victory,
Smoking emcees like hickory, cutting a slice of history,
Shaving the sheep, and not the ones at the farm,
I’m stacking the wool, to start my clothing line from the yarn,
They ain’t causing me harm, they ain’t no cause for alarm,
Cause all these shooters couldn’t hit the broadside of a barn,
Speaking of chess the opposition are resembling pawns,
Never been made men, yet they try to rep like they dons.
Time for the herd to thin out, I’m stepping in now,
Out on a limb, never in doubt, let us begin now,
You think you phat? Me and Rugged here to help ya trim down so…
I’m the best amongst the ones who think that they’re the best around,
But they’re threatened by my presence, so they try to put me down,
I’m not lying when I say that I’m the heir to the crown,
I’m bombing Barnum and Bailey’s trying to bury these clowns,
I’ll Britney Spears their careers, it’s clear I’m needed here,
Shaving the sheep, like I never heard of some shears,
My message is clear rap’s resurrection is near,
That’s all I want, plus the respect of my peers, get it?
Infectious to ears, and that’s without, ever switching a gear,
A quarter of a thousand tracks in half of six years,
Rugged One and the Cannabis Kid, we shoulda been out,
Even with our backs to the wall, it’s never in doubt,
Cause most of these rappers are just something to snack on,
If beef comes they run, like someone left the tap on,
I crap on em, every-time I snap on em it’s jokes,
I show ‘em my nuts, tell em to snack on em and choke,
And I been waiting on these other fleas to push me,
But they hide behind they bars, like they P.C. pussy,
If you can’t take the time, don’t take up crime,
So put down the pen, and stop trying to rhyme.
Time for the herd to thin out, I’m stepping in now,
Out on a limb, never in doubt, let us begin now,
You think you phat? Me and Rugged here to help ya trim down so…
I been on a limb, watch me dance on a branch fast,
-The answer to the questions you can’t ask,
I’m here to take over, pillage and ransack your stacked grands,
Old-school, like your grand-dad, give you the back hand,
I’m that damn good and goddamn I’m getting better,
I’m hot man, so gimme my props, I want my credit,
I’m ahead of the game, maybe ahead of my time,
Man I’m catching a tan, I’m so ahead of my shine,
Creating my success, I saw it first in my soul,
Put my soul in my music, now I live for the flow,
And you can see it, cause my passion is a visible thing,
This music is the reason that I do not live in the bing,
I give it everything I got, because I owe it no less,
So if you’re not impressed, sorry, but you’re probably deaf,
This is as good as it gets, 3 points and all mesh,
I’m moving like a vet, my hands command death,
I’m a different breed, you can tell by the tinge,
Half black half white, call me the Gray Prince,
I’m the best of the new batch, my cling raps stick,
Ignore syntax, and still phat I’m just that sick.
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
