Single   $1
New single available for digital download.
hiphop rap music mixtape no flo more jc the truth
Artist picture
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.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • New School
Charts
#1,202 in subgenre Peak #18
Charts
Peak #132
Author
JC - The Truth
Rights
JC - The Truth
Uploaded
February 11, 2017
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 160 kbps • 3:06
Lyrics
NO MORE VERSE 1 Spent my whole damn youth Trying to be a man Ain't that about a bitch Now I understand Shit's so clear Better think twice You can change you But can't rush life Gimmie a sec Let me take a breath Looking back on my life, damn I know I mocked death Man these other rappers Steppin in my footprints I don't even see em' Translucent As the night falls Shit's moonlit I can see in the dark Nickname Riddick Slap you in your face Rick James bitches Young Gun, mind state No limit. HOOK No more hood, No more struggle What the fuck can I say No more trouble. VERSE 2 Ive seen many Who bended over for pennies And never thought about turning pennies Into many benji's I've seen many That focused on all the petty When the petty got real heavy Their heart was never ready I know it's tempting These rappers poppin bottles of henney What they don't want you to know Them bottles are empty. Keep day dreaming I be dream catching Put in work since birth Living a life lesson Pull a gun Make you cool for a hot minute Wrong place, wrong time Life sentence Man these motherfuckin young heads Don’t get it. I’m just trying spit truth So they go get it. VERSE 3 Ever since I got married to my best friend Bought a crib in the burbs, no more rent. Thought that was it, with this rap shit. But I can't let go, Man I'm addicted. Six figures, go figure... Figured I would be locked up Or lookin up at diggers. Presence. Not the kind that you wrap But the kind that you give back On the mic when you rap I’m about business I’m about fam Only two things That make a man a real man Fuck the trap game Fuck the rap game Fuck the web fame I don’t fuckin play games.
Song Likes
Comments 1
Please sign up or log in to post a comment.
Imani_OT
Sep 14, 2019
Back on the Page browsing had to come thru our Artistry grows with us what can I say I'm staying out of trouble....