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The Footnotes: Part 1
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This will be a 3 PART SERIES for a MIXTAPE, about my experiences in and on the streets, and some guidelines to keep yourself safe and learn from my mistakes. No one should be proud of being in or on the streets; be proud you got off them.
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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
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Peak #296
Peak in subgenre #39
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Written By: Jeff Clark aka JC - The Truth
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Lyrics By: Jeff Clark aka JC - The Truth
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February 28, 2007
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MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 2:25
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THE FOOTNOTES: PART 1 By: JC – THE TRUTH VERSE 1: As a punk young buck Growing up I had to learn extra carefully Rules of street mentality Use to getting’ jumped Fresh meat on the block Big mouth, no weight Learned to fight, slap box. Talk about How to hit a dude with a sock If he’s much bigger Slip a brick, 8ball, or rock. My Pop use to say If they pick up a weapon Back up and look around You can use your surroundings. Never pull a weapon out first God gave you knuckles for a reason Win a fair one…. Take a beatin.’ Either way You’re gonna gain respect If you win…. much more So try to make your swings connect. Never hit a woman or a kid Respect comes From being a stand up guy So they can slide. But if a dude disrespects you or your chick Then by instinct You got to drop A chump fuckin prick. VERSE 2: If you’re on a dark street And you have enemies Then look back Every seven sidewalk cracks. If you’re on a new bike By yourself, And someone asks you for the time of day Keep pedaling No settling For trust Even boys you’ve been cool with for years Need a buck. Boys you’ve been cool with for years Need to fuck You say you got a Hood Rat? Good luck. Keep ya chin up When you walk down the block Never second guess yourself Confidence is a bonus Never be something That you’re not Been there and done that before You’re gonna wish you stopped. VERSE 3: Never ever beat around the bush Always be straight to the point Eye contact Relax. You can’t trust a cat If his eyes keep wandering No promising He’s a snitch if his lips twitch. Be smart, Be intelligent Work your way up off the streets Give back for the hell of it. Education is the key to success But street knowledge Put you five steps Above the rest. A specific test You study for everyday But there’s no pencil or paper Scantron or grade. Survival These are the footnotes Presented to the hip-hop game By way of my mind state. Only some can relate Others will never face The struggle that a man goes through To up his weight. The struggle that a man goes through To make a name for himself With no help, voice to guide him Or wealth.
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