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A Hamilton & Hope
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This 6 minute track had to be trimmed down 60 seconds. It was originally over 7 minutes long. It's the theme song for my 1st album coming JAN 07..... 'A HAMILTON & HOPE'.
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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 #290
Peak in subgenre #30
Author
Jeff Clark aka JC - The Truth
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Jeff Clark aka JC - The Truth
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January 17, 2007
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MP3 5.7 MB • 128 kbps • 6:14
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This 6 minute theme song had to be trimmed down 60 seconds. It was originally 7 minutes long. This is a bad ass track.
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A Hamilton & Hope – By: JC – The Truth VERSE 1: I took a look back at my life From the present Everything that I’ve accomplished Something tells me I’m destined To make a difference Through every single word that I write In your life and mine I’m making it right Let me take ya’ll back Let me spit these facts Before somebody gets them twisted I’ll explain with precision. It was the year Nineteen Ninety Five Just turned thirteen Thought my life was fine. Pop just bought a house With his VA Loans Didn’t know he moved his kids To the ghetto’s threshold Mom, she use to be So damn sweet Use to love her kids to death Though the money was dense. Found time to take trips To Wildwood Beach. Pop was making better money Finally up on his feet. Mom working as a waitress At a truck-stop diner Met a redneck from Virginia Trailer park, bum, liar Must’ve got her hooked on something I don’t know how he did it But behind my father’s back She turned to something she isn’t. Started coming home crazy I could hear them fighting Five o’clock in the morning And she kept on lying. One day my Pop flipped Got fired from work Pep Boys added fuel to the fire It hurt. I guess that right there Made my mom loose respect Know my father wasn’t perfect But he loved her to death It was the very first time I saw my own Pop cry Watched toughest man I knew of Die in front of my eyes. From that day forth Everything fell apart Mom and Pop got divorced And my heart went dark Just several months later That same damn hick Moved in my Pop’s house Like he owned it and sh** . Mom sat back calm And let this stranger Kill our whole damn family And that’s why I hate her. HOOK: Look to the sky Hoping for something In my pockets gotta whole lotta nothin’ Hope and a ten dollar bill Hope and a ten dollar bill Look to the sky Hoping for something In my pockets gotta whole lotta nothin’ Just keep on fightin’, Keep on fightin’ Keep on fightin’ for it. VERSE 2: There’s so many details In my story it’s deep But I’ll continue where I started Bullet points as I speak I know my step dad hated me I hated him back Cause every time he saw my face He looked at my Dad He demanded respect But in my eyes you earn it Didn’t work or pay the bills So he didn’t deserve it. Plus on top of all that Man this chump was a pervert Use to try and grab my brothers’ ass Like he was a fag. Momma worked two jobs Plus paid all the bills While he sat in his recliner Poppin all of his pills. Getting up in may face Trying to fight me and sh** I was 14 man, He was like 56. Snatch me up by my wrists Snatch me up by my neck Talkin bout Why you’d make me hit your mother like that? What the hell you talking bout I ain’t make you do sh** Blaming every thing he did On his wife’s three kids. Power tripping low life Coward, son of a b*** . Two faced, bi-polar Arrogant, hypocrite And my mom She just sat back and observed Not once, not once Did she back up my word. Not once, Not once Did she stick up for me All I had were my brothers And the streets, on my team. And my Pop left Jersey And fled to the sticks Warrants out for his arrest Missed child support checks All I wanted was to leave And take my brothers with me I was turning 17 Facing reality Through the years I built this anger Wanted it out of me I adapted to the feeling Like a formality. Prepared to sacrifice Every friggin’ thing that I got Had nothing else to loose But the time on the clock. All I wanted was a Mom and Dad Backing me up I decided after high school Enough was enough, gotta… HOOK: VERSE 3: Let’s be honest I know that we all got problems Some are worse than the next But we all face drama. Cause it’s karma You can either face it and fight Or give up and get stuck But I’m not wasting my life. It’s too s
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T-K
Jan 28, 2009
Hey bro just thought I'd let chu know this track here's prolly my favorite off the new album. I been bumpin this sh** alot lol Good work lotta pain and truth in this work right here bro, keep doin your thing. O and the album in general is just straight fire man i was feelin every track! one after the other. Keep grindin If you get a chance check out my new track Bang For Freedom and lemme know what you think. Thanks -TK-
Brotha T
Jan 21, 2009
NOTHIN TO SOMETHING....KEEP SOWING and REAPING that good fam. LOVE
JackPot
Jan 14, 2009
Top Notch bro!