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One Kid's Wish
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Using a tight beat, I'm flowing pretty fast and talking about coming up and what I've done. Check it out.
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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.
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Peak #124
Peak in subgenre #6
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February 19, 2006
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 3:55
Lyrics
Stick my heart with a syringe/ inject what's on the inside in the tip of this pen/ passion for rappin since an innocent kid/ only thing at all that I was interested in/ shock through my veins, lodged in my brain/ would someday get a chance to play this popular game/ all the fame, people calling my name/ has no importance to me, I'm still dropping my crane/ to rap or not to rap, those are the written words/ no time for haters, I'm talking to the listeners/ negativity holds no purpose in this Earth/ so me and my buddy and hit ya with a verse/ born as a boy raised on rock and roll/ then I heard the Beastie Boys drop a flow/ not too long before I got to know/ my true calling and then it was time to go/ so I hit the notepad, writing what my soul had/ studying East Coast rap and those who flow fast/ West Coast gangsta style with h*** and cash/ down south and so on, no holding back/ mom and my old man didn't know of my agenda/ guess they must have thought that I was only a beginner/ enthusiasm passion over-flowing from my center/ posessing key elements to show that I'm a winner/ these pages I write contain blood, sweat and tears/ strategized in methods to step and bless your ears/ from breakfast to dinner, neglecting the fear/ solid mind and chamber hub, it never gets in here/ I've got this one mic disguised as an uzi/ lyrical firepower and thrive on the shooting/ of mind-bullets passing through your eyes and usually/ making contact, so you don't try refusing me/ rap without me is like Smith without the Wesson/ a fat Thanksgiving dinner without the dressing/ wanna get down, my sound is of the essence/ capitalize on talent and count my blessings/ usually coming hard core, but I made this one light/ so you can vibe to it, when it's late in the night/ little break from my music enraged with a fright/ sound that makes you wanna jump on stage and fight/ positive vibe, but still top of the line/ working hard, never stopping, got it falling in line/ only audience I need is what you call the devine/ believing I'll be brighter than all the stars can shine/ reflecting on my past and preparing for the future/ watching for obstacles that's always there to move ya/ promise to myself, I swear I'll never lose the/ intensity in me to come through like a bazooka/ I'll sacrifice my life to hold a grip on this mic/ sink my razor-sharp teeth in and get me a bite/ stamina powerful like kryptonite/ with a kick harder than the ones in your thighs/ I'm vivid with this vision, only finish is demise/ nothing for a minute is diminishing my rise/ if it's me you're listening, well then you're never getting lies/ inside intuition is depicted in my tries/ what I'm saying may come off intense with a twist/ but the main message that I'm sending is this/ I know for a fact that my ending is bliss/ ever since this little wish that I wished as a kid
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