My Kind Of Guy (for my Grandad)
This song had to be written. Something told me to and I had to do it. Very emotional for me and please, show your love and peep it.
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.
Story behind the song
Well, I haven't had a family death since July 1998 and my grandad just died. These words are straight from the heart and deep. Had to be done.
Lyrics
Well man, I just heard the news today/
words aren't enough for what I choose to say/
here's a song about the dues we're due to pay/
and where my mind is on this beautiful day/
something was bad, it wasn't even after 2/
no one from Louisville calls in the afternoon/
so right there, I knew it was sad news/
though answering the phone is something that I had to do/
it's hard to accept when someone close to ya dies/
but I picture ya now floating through the open sky/
once you reach the destination, you open your eyes/
and there's your father, holding you tight/
tellin you your pain is gone and soul is free/
angels welcome you, over-flowing with glee/
reuniting with family and hopefully/
ya'll looking down from Heaven and noticing me/
remember talking sports and about the war/
hittin Toys R Us, we'z up and out the door/
Blue Boar Cafeteria and still more/
then it was time to bring us home around 4/
memories man, trips to Tennessee/
way back as a kid still in elementary/
Christmas time and all the things ya'll would get for me/
now I'm hurtin, with thoughts of drinking Hennessy/
pourin liquor and poppin beer bottle caps /
hoping maybe God would send you hauling back/
knowing that won't happen, I sit calm and chat/
about my feelings with the big man, acknowledge the past//
you and Grandma were like another mom and dad/
rumor says ya'll spoiled us rotten on top of that/
there's a common fact/
God kingdom is for special people, you've got a gold, solid plaque/
it's a blessing you're gone, but a wrench in the heart/
trying to cope, every single minute is hard/
different blood, but here's a replenishing thought/
you're Grandpa man and always been from the start/
old times I sit and reminisce/
remembering that and remembering this/
wanna break down, the man says, "Listen to this"/
stop and realize that his ending is bliss/
no more suffrage in that hospital bed/
ain't seen you in so long, it's like I thought you were dead/
for a while, this day was all I could dread/
only thing is I knew is what my mom and them said/
didn't see you for a whole two year stretch/
and that my friend is a sincere regret/
If I could turn back time I'd do it in a mere sec/
to Christmas and me saying, "they ain't here yet"/
it's times like that which I'm gonna miss the most/
I hate it when my people start getting old/
it's a part of life, I know and my visit is owed/
I've gotta see you one last time, I'm hitting the road/
bringing with me all the days of the past/
keeping my spirits up and making me laugh/
it's been rough, ever since the day of the crash/
I got down and prayed to the man/
upset, I keep having to dry my eyes/
asking myself, why do we gotta die/
thinking back and realizing time flies/
but no matter what, you're "My Kind Of Guy"
