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Money On My Mind
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Collaboration with artist 'Philly'. Showing why I can lay heat on any beat and still be meaningful. Watch me destroy this beat with the quickness.
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My new album "METAMORPHIC" is out now on all major streaming platforms. Visit my official website www.jcthetruth.com for more details!
What's up, my name is JC and I've been writing and producing music since 2004 as an independent hip-hop artist. You can check out my entire library here on Soundclick (which includes mixtapes) or play my albums on major streaming platforms such as Spotify, Apple Music, iHeart Radio, Amazon, Napster and Soundcloud.
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Hip-Hop • New School
Charts
Peak #235
Peak in subgenre #25
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Lyrics by: Jeff Clark aka JC - The Truth
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January 14, 2007
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MP3 2.5 MB • 128 kbps • 2:41
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Mirra House feat. JC � THE TRUTH MONEY ON MY MIND - Collaboration JC's VERSE: New York City JC The Truth Money on my mind Gotta make some moves Done locked my views Like a radar dude A ten-ton hippo Couldn�t fill my shoes. Who knew white boy Had the skill and will To instill, hope and real With the lips of steel? Who knew white boy Tagged the dead broke joke Had a lion up inside him And could roar when he spoke? When he wrote, beams flew From the tips of his toes Overflowed shine From the pit of his soul Some claim streets Never hugged a curb Some claimed real But you break your word I spit like brick And concrete mix Strong grip, Dry crisp And thick as shit. I know I�ll die rich Cause I�m fully focused No rats, no ants Water bugs or roaches. Just shrimp cocktail Boat like Noah Nice house, two whips And a pit named Rover. Go to the old hood Spread the goods Show two-faced cats Like I said I would Like I said I could Cause I never been a chump And I stay up front, Like an army grunt. Still living like a bum Got bills to kill Got money on my mind Got holes to fill Got debts to pay Got fam to feed Got two kid brothers I�ma see achieve Not a fantasy But a fact you see Cause I hustle everyday Tyring to build a dream Not weed, not crack Not PCP, No pills, No smack I keep it clean I�ma keep brining heat Like a strapped up G Cause when I wake up in the morning All I see is green.
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