A look back at growing up and how it has stuck with me over the course of my life. How it made me what I am today.
Been into this rap thing for 20 years now, listening and studying more than practicing. At 25 years old, I'm finally making moves. Yeah, it's long over due, but it is all in due time. Listening to my songs and checking out my page, people may get the idea that J Malice is a monster or sicko; couldn't be further from the truth. J Malice has a heart and is willing to bet any amount of wealth that it's bigger than anyone who chooses to come through here. Don't judge a book by it's cover. You have to open the pages and read inside if you really want to know about someone.
Lyrics
Dreams of being bigger than Atlanta, with unstoppable stamina/
remember old days with mom's bowls of cereal and bananas/
running a fever, cold rag on my forehead like a bandana/
still lying in bed, decked out with my favorite red pajamas/
not a care in the world, but potential in the central/
part of my chest all into the middle of my mental/
visualizing being able to straight up spit and sizzle/
microphones until bones just crush and fizzle/
the faith of my mom and unbreakable father/
played a strong role in the willpower making me harder/
for every breath they gave me, I exchanged it with knowledge/
coming up like hydraulics, shining brighter than museums polished/
never went to college, but smarter than the average man/
these lyrics have more crystal clear meaning than the glass in his hand/
I work till exhaustion, like sweating acid from glands/
tragic demand for success, my rage can tackle the land/
the only weapon needed is a pencil with lead/
enabling me to invent these lyrics and get in your head/
I wanna attack the industry minds and rip them to shreds/
never contemplating giving in, my only finish is death
Looking back on my past, I'll never forget where I'm from/
even after I've achieved everything that I want/
alot of time and heart was invested in my coming up/
and just like them, I'm in this and never giving up/
everything I was given, they never took it back/
my childhood was better than I or anyone could have asked/
things were complicated like hell when I was younger/
but now, it all makes sense looking back
Looking back on my past, there's alot that I'm thankful/
People in my corner everytime it was painful/
got in trouble at school, no lie, it was painful/
the neighborhood fool, belt to my behind, it was painful/
but that was hard love, showing someone really cares/
and that let me know they would forever be there/
through life's struggles, that love followed me there/
holding my hand firmly, so I wouldn't fall down the stairs/
I have my mother's awareness and my father's strong will/
constantly pushing me up what seems like an endless long hill/
victory on the mind, I've got no time to catch a raw deal/
nourishes my dream like one of my mom's warm meals/
now here I am spitting on this track that you hear/
fantastic lyrical content blasting your ear/
myself winks at me looking back through the mirror/
no time for disaster because I've mastered the fear/
and rose up above seeming clueless and helpless/
packed with more class than those acting stupid and selfish/
I think I'm making it, I'll let the music speak for itself/
to everyone along the way, thank you for the help cause...../
Looking back on my past, I never will forget where I'm from/
even after I've achieved and I get everything that I want/
alot of time and heart was invested in my coming up/
and just like them, I'm in this and never giving up/
everything I was given, they never took it back/
my childhood was better than I or anyone could have asked/
things were complicated like hell when I was younger/
but now, it all makes perfect sense as I'm looking back
