We all start life with drastic odds against us... a million to one... a phrase we can all relate to. Off my new album in progress called 'A HAMILTON & HOPE'.
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.
Story behind the song
Wanted to produce a track, related to my experiences, about how odds are against all of us, and we just have to keep dreaming and stepping our way through the rubble.
Lyrics
A MILLION TO ONE – by JC “The Truth”
HOOK:
Mom’s dead, Pop fled,
Not many options.
No bread, No bed,
Gotta keep my logic.
It’s been a million to one.
Fight hard, Keep heart,
Find a way to restart.
Embark, Make art,
Know I gotta be smart.
It’s been a million to one.
VERSE 1:
It was a million to one,
When I was still in my Pop.
Just a single speck of cum,
Swimming straight to the top.
Mama give me a shot,
I know you don’t want kids.
But Daddy just wants to hit it,
And God knows I wanna live.
I’ve been trapped in this prison,
And sipping food through a tube.
Man, it’s getting so tight in here,
Can’t I get some more room?
I want out of here now.
God I hate it in here.
I don’t know when or how,
But damn, I need me some air.
BRIDGE:
What the hell is that noise?
I hear somebody screaming.
What the hell is that pushing for?
Can’t you see that I’m sleeping?
What the hell is the bright thing?
Who the hell are you two?
That’s my mama, that’s my daddy?
God I made my way through.
HOOK
VERSE 2:
This track’s a million to one
Because right after I drop it
I know the beat will be the topic
Not the lyrics I vomit
It makes me sick to my pit
Bitches, Benji’s and whips
Shitty lyrics get camouflaged
By the ice on a wrist.
Blinding tuners, producers
Consumers greedy for rumors.
I’m bout to hit a super-duper
Loop to the truth.
This ain’t a spoof,
I’m trying to make you open your mind
Realize, I’m building signs
For you to open your eyes
BRIDGE:
Gonna grind, Gonna ride
Gonna find, each rhyme
Gonna time, each line
Gonna prime, this mind
Gonna fight, gonna write
Gonna bite, this knife
Gonna type, this life
Gonna slice, this mic
HOOK
VERSE 3:
I’ve never touched a drip of liquor
Never pulled on a trigger
Never sucked a smoke of Juana
Like my mother or father.
Got myself up off the streets,
And got my body through college.
Got myself up on my feet,
And got my noggin some knowledge.
I’m still fightin’ my problems,
Tryin’ to deal with the drama.
I’m in debt up to my neck
And watch the bills keep pilling.
I got two little brothers
And man I’m worried to death
That won’t be there to help them
When I’m put to the test.
BRIDGE:
But I keep on pushing
And I keep on trying
And I keep on praying
Because he keeps on replying
And I keep on dreaming
And I keep on stepping
And I keep on letting
My destiny make its presence.
HOOK
END
