Dope track !! Big ups guys always delivering

really tight production and great lyrics, big thumbs up

Left home, been gone too long now,
Haven’t walked that road in years,
Write home, but no-one answers,
Guess that means my place is here. (X2)

Right here, right now baby, that’s what matters,
I’m always walking to a different beat, this one’s Hattr’s,
I stroll through the land, shaking hands with fakes and actors,
We don’t live in a society, its snakes and ladders,
I can’t pinpoint the day they came to take the laughter, 
But the smiles been gone, it ain’t safe for rapture, 
Everybody’s in the maze, in the chase for stature,
Me? I’m trying to keep my smile evading capture,
Been a while since I left home, never got a letter back,
Told me not to darken his doorstep, “whatever-ed” that,
And never missed a step, (breathe) never missed a breath,
Never shook his hand, that was the kiss of death,
Shoulda never dissed the man, or, argued with the man,
He had hopes for his son, but his son had different plans,
Hit the road, ran into life and hit the wall too, 
Came crawling back, found nothing left to crawl to.

 Left home, been gone too long now,
Haven’t walked that road in years,
Write home, but no-one answers,
Guess that means my place is here. (X2)

So, so alone he strolls,
Pondering on how the penniless pay for life’s tolls,
All his stress stays strenuous, saying his hold is tenuous 
Is understating his state and being over-generous,
You could say that his genesis, started with being senseless,
Evolved into being censor-less through passion and relentlessness,
Resulting in the birth of a rapper, who through his pen it lives,
Sitting at the bed of hip-hop with straight attentiveness,
Learned that from his father, his Dad was a little sensitive,
Don’t mention it, he’d probably just respond with straight defensiveness,
Attention was the last thing he’d be friendly with; or track down,
He’d rather just been watching me succeed, from the background,
Me being his it is I he’d a given his eyes for,
To hear me have success he’d a died for,
Never got live how he wanted, so I could live how I wanted,
He woulda gave me the world, it killed him, I didn’t want it.

Left home, been gone too long now,
Haven’t walked that road in years,
Write home, but no-one answers,
Guess that means my place is here. (X2)


Left Home, Write Home (Produced By: Madhattr)

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. Born Nic Latella, but also known as Josh Wolfe, Ngajuana's credits and collaborators include:

-Adam Bomb -Ambition -Apathy -Belly -Bukue One -Cadence Weapon -Celph Titled -Choclair -Classified -D-Sisive -Dead Celebrity Status (Formerly Project Wyze) -DJ Uncle Fester -El Da Sensei -ELMNT -Fresh Kils -Ghettosocks House of Pain -JD Era -John River -Masta Ace -Method Man -Muneshine -Ngafsh -Raekwon -Redman -Relic -Rich Kidd -Scratch (Of The Roots) -Shad K -Shaun Boothe -Stalley -Sunspot Jonz -The Antiheroes -T.I. -Timbuktu -Tim Worthington (of Maths Time Joy) -Tory Lanez & -Two Crown King.

Head to ngajuana.bandcamp.com to check out full projects Ngajuana has released.

- 2017 Music Industry Arts "Best Hip-Hop/EDM" Award Winner 
-2013 Jack Richardson Music Award Winner "Best Rap/Hip-Hop" 
-2013 CHRW Radio (Radio Western) Fan Favourite Award Winner

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