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Plays: 1104
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Formed: 2000
Official Site: www.jayecapo.com
iSound Site: www.isound.com/jaye_capo
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| Jay'e Capo The Q. City's Finest! My story ain't no different, you've heard it all before, so I guess you can hear it again. I was born in the late seventies, in Charlotte, N.C., to a fourteen year old mother. I started writing poetry, listening to rap music and hustlin' all |
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| Jay'e Capo The Q. City's Finest! My story ain't no different, you've heard it all before, so I guess you can hear it again. I was born in the late seventies, in Charlotte, N.C., to a fourteen year old mother. I started writing poetry, listening to rap music and hustlin' all at the same time, 1988. Of course, we were poorer than poor, and even though I was young, I still understood struggle and what my grandmother went through for us to survive. In my 'hood, North Charlotte, ( the Belmont Community) a.k.a. Dodge City, all I knew and all I saw was hustle, so it wasn't hard to get caught up in the streets. When you get into street life times goes by fast, and before I knew it, it was years later and I had achieved alot of 'hood status and respect among my North Charlotte co-d's. But you know the saying, "Nothing Lasts Forever", and being in the street life almost certainly has only two ends,.........prison and death! Guess I was lucky enough to get prison, but even that came with a twist. The F.E.D.'s ain't no joke!!! And I ain't never nervous, but when 20 A.T.F. agents come beatin' your door down at eight in the morning with a warrant for your arrest on a 100 kilo conspiracy,.... that shit will make the biggest nigga shake a little. It's crazy havin' everything you hustled for snatched away from you by Sam. ( I refuse to call him uncle 'cause he ain't my mommas brother!) Me verses the United States of America!, DAMN!, I didn't know I committed a crime against the whole U.S. of A, but that's what they say. Barely twenty years old and could possibly spend the next twenty years of my life behind Federal Prison bars. Life changes in the blink of an eye, but North Charlotte taught a nigga how to handle anything life throws at you, so I had to handle my handle. No way around it! One hundred and twenty months was my punishment from Sam. Can't change it, gotta do it. I haven't always been smart about the situations I've been in or the choices I've made, but I knew that if I was about to be incarcerated for ten years of my life, that I was NOT going to waste all of that time on non-sense. That's like me letting Sam win twice. So I did what I do best,.... I wrote. All day, everyday. Weather it was rap, poetry or just letters,...I wrote. I educated myself about music and the music industry. I stayed sucker free and out of trouble, (just never got caught) and I tried to perfect my style of rhyme and writing. I can't say it was easy doing all that time, but I ain't gonna say it was hard either. It was just time, and since I had to do it I decided to make the best of my situation. And now, ten years later, I'm starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Alot of people ask, "Do you regret doing all that time?", and I always tell people, "Never regret!, it happened for a reason." And that brings me to the future and the debut album from Jay'e Capo a.k.a. The Q. City's Finest, "N.C.N.C. (new money no consequences). My life put to music. My past, my present and my future. Some things fact, some things fiction, some things I will never admit to. But all in all, it's my life, in one way or another. But please note, names, dates and places have been changed to protect the guilty. Don't sleep on this one! |
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