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Lyrics
NO HOLDS BARRED: PIMP G feat. JC – THE TRUTH
JC VERSE 1
Inie-Meanie, Inie-Meanie,
Inie-Miney-Moe
I chose hip-hop
Then gripped it like Spock
It’s JC – The Truth
Yea, The Underground Juggernaut
When chumps run their chops
I hear noise like flip-flops.
I know you hear that tic-toc
That’s my Swatch watch
It’s time for me to spit
And put your track’s in a pine box.
The most poetic,
Impressive, Presence
Perfected, Predicate
Teach you a lesson
My profession’s
Pluckin you pessimists.
Artists blow executives
To build up the cash height
Like Scottish dudes pucker up
And play on the bagpipes.
I flow and make heads turn
Like a deer with neck bites
And make streets shine
Like blacktop in head-lights.
It’s no holds barred
When I write about my life
Cause shit’s been a street fight
That’s why I eat mic’s.
Survival of the fittest
My skills are in shape
You haters keep training
Cause Ya’ skills, they need weight.
JC VERSE 2
How many tracks is it gonna take
Before you wake?
Cause the mainstream’s
Controlling what you intake.
Shit, at this rate
Of fake artists, and ice rap
Thugs substituting gats for mics
Spitting wack.
DJ’s gonna keep spinning
That chump fake shit
While real artists making
Albums in their basements.
Let’s face it,
Pimp G and Me
Tryin’ make you see
We got that heat
So fuck the beef
Just keep it street
And then you’ll see.
JC HOOK MELODY
You don’t really want it with us…
No you don’t
You don’t really want it with us…
No you don’t
REPEAT