Punahele - Defy The Odds (feat. Joel Spiral) Lyrics

My back against the wall with my arms crossed
Peeping the scene, observing it all
Not in a rush, moving at my own pace
Bravery resides in my hearts database
Kalealoa said to let the good times roll
Abundance for my hood is my main goal
Committed to my principles, and I won't budge
Though approaches differ I am not here to judge
Success is always close, that's why I stay ready
A lot of people switched up, but me, I rock steady
Calm cool, collected, working with ease
Everything I drop is a winning spree
Unlocking clarity, pain fading rapidly
Healing gradually, living life, happily
Before hating, offer congratulations
Mālama kuleana to strengthen foundation
We use microphones, to defy the odds
Put our lives in these bars, it is more than a job
Too many times, they do it for the shine
We got the gift of gab, carving paths with these rhymes
We use microphones to defy the odds
Put our lives in these bars, it is more than a job
Too many times, they do it for the shine
We got the gift of gab, carving paths with these rhymes
I spit flames and incinerate every beat
The motherland Makaha, why I always spit heat
Red dirt and white sand, what I touch with my feet
Our sunsets are the last but not least
From a young age I always kept it G
Made to return the bite and accomplish great feats
Other chose to wait, but me I chose to leap
And roll on Route C's through these West Side streets
Thoughts are deep, I'm barely spending time on the gram
Iʻm too busy spending time with the fam
Taking my time to fill in the blanks
Making sure my bills get paid as I fill up the bank
Face your pain, discipline is medicine
Staying active not delving in recklessness
Be generous though the world is treacherous
Outwork them all and make it look effortless
We use microphones, to defy the odds
Put our lives in these bars, it is more than a job
Too many times, they do it for the shine
We got the gift of gab, carving paths with these rhymes
We use microphones to defy the odds
Put our lives in these bars, it is more than a job
Too many times, they do it for the shine
We got the gift of gab, carving paths with these rhymes
You know the vibes I pull up and rock
Turn up the volume and tear up the spot
In a venue or in a parking lot
Jams in the park, see us dancing on the block
Stir up the pot, flavor it with knowledge
Don't let one fruit make the whole batch rotten
Wisdom from OGs not forgotten
Put reps in, I got a lot to accomplish
Make more babies to run around the house
DJs spin vinyl to turn the party out
Fat caps spray my name on the wall
Any ill spots Iʻm tryna hit um all
Real MCs do battle on beats
Donʻt enter the cypher if you can't compete
My advice, keep it real donʻt front
Nānā i ke kumu, peace to the Bronx
We use microphones, to defy the odds
Put our lives in these bars, it is more than a job
Too many times, they do it for the shine
We got the gift of gab, carving paths with these rhymes
We use microphones to defy the odds
Put our lives in these bars, it is more than a job
Too many times, they do it for the shine
We got the gift of gab, carving paths with these rhymes