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Drive A Dream
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You've got to have a drive...... a fire in your stomach...... to follow a dream. Anyone can dream...... but to actually follow it..... now that takes sacrifice. Off my new album in progress called '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.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #495
Peak in subgenre #259
Author
Produced By: Jeff Clark aka JC
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Jeff Clark aka JC
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January 17, 2007
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:53
Story behind the song
You've got to have a drive...... a fire in your stomach...... to follow a dream. Anyone can dream...... but to actually follow it..... that takes sacrifice.
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Drive A Dream VERSE 1: Look me in the eyes man What do you see? A young white boy With a drive and a dream. Been through some shit That you wouldn’t believe Fell to my knees Said goodbye to the streets. Hit repeat While I murder my beat Traveled many moons man Look at my feet. Look how they bleed. Look how they leak Sleeping in the Concrete jungle for weeks. Tired of being broke Put together a plan Top secret agent Gotta a pen for a hand. Grew two eyes In the back of my head Watching for the stabs And the enemy’s led Step back jack Got a pad that slaps So many raps Can’t stock a stash Gotta tin flask It can get you drunk It’s non-alcoholic But it packs a punch. Been stumped, been bucked Been stuck in slumps No chump, No punk Bounced right back up. Cut both my arms I’ll hook with nubs Cut both my legs I’ll kick with stumps. Clamp both my lips So I can’t spit My jaw’s so raw I’ll crack the shit I’ll snap the shit Slim Jim a snitch Got one huge heart That’s built for this. BRIDGE: If you try to stop me I’ll check your ass like hockey Might not be the biggest cat But man I’m short and stocky. Don’t like to fight But I got some moves Don’t like to struggle But I’ve got the proof. Didn’t come to lose Rather be in jail Hand on the bible Didn’t come to fail. HOOK: I know, you know That it’s tough in the streets I know, you know That it’s tough to achieve I know, you know That you just want a piece Sacrifice what you got And go on drive you a dream. REPEAT VERSE 2: A twelve-ton look Comes across my face I look to the east And begin to pace. Moon on my neck Blue Yankees Cap The N.Y. shines Lighting up my path. You do the Math Try to calculate Why the hell we’re here Trying to chase our fate Sometimes dark Is a drape for faith But I keep faith So the drapes my cape. Gotta keep safe Gotta keep some hope Most these folks Think life’s a joke. Gotta huge heart Sitting in my chest I give my best Never emptiness. I live for a dream What the hell is left We all end up in a In a field of death. What’s next, who’s left Strip me down to flesh I’m still just Jeff Laying text to rest. Life’s too short To be wasting time I wanna make a mil While I’m in my prime. Those other cats did it I can do it too. My veins pump blood Just the same as you. Am I getting through to you? Some skulls are thick I’d yell real loud But my track would clip. I’d yell real loud But my fist would clinch I try to keep calm But I’m passionate. BRIDGE: HOOK: REPEAT VERSE 3: Awoke one morning Sweat dripping chest Took one step To the testament. Never read the book But my conscious wept Flipped through the sheets For some evidence It’s evident We’re heaven sent A will free mind Full of excellence. Repent, Repent Got some sins to vent I feast on a beat When it’s time for lent. I digest heat Loose sleep Exercising skill Trying to keep my keep. Some act street But the street’s the street You just gotta be What it made you be. Forced to the curb And I earned my keep Sold my share Of the tree to eat. Chased by the P But I’m half concrete Never got caught Cause I stay discrete. Been six years Since I turned my cheek Now I’m dedicated Cause I preach the peace Age fourteen Started writing tracks Ripped up kicks And a rusty pad Never knew poetry Could heal my heart Every added track Can subtract the past Mode to attack Eyes gleam supreme Five foot seven I’m a walking dream. BRIDGE: HOOK: REPEAT END
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TMNT Productions
Jul 06, 2009
I think that this is a very catchy tune. This could be a single,I think the lyrics are very real. I've seen this music video you have posted on youtube. i like how you had the colors.