Avalanche

Lyrics

[Intro: JK-47] Yeah [Verse 1: JK-47] I feel like I'm different, they don't understand all the shit that I'm carryin' Until I avalanche, and I bury them Messing with a madman? Chances are very slim Fuck a critic who ain't really with it I don't wanna hear it, success, it was evident Said we'd never win, now look where we is Tell them bitches we come with the evidence 'Cause we at the throne takin' measurements No way we could fit to the mould Ain't sеllin' our soul off a little inheritance I'm hopin' my brothеrs don't fold Gotta be a soldier before you're a veteran So I soldier on for the ones we lost And the place I'm from that I represent And the pressure is somethin' that's definite So I don't stress I just give you every breath until there isn't anything left That's when I'm dead Till then, won't settle for less, I tell Pete to put up the percentage Did what I said, if I said it, I meant it I feel the presence of all my ancestors I feel the desperation 'cross the nation raisin' So these records are desperate measures, the efforts relentless Shout out my fans that stay in the stands, feel like I'm indebted Done with the extras Recognise real from the fake, so the hatred, I don't even sweat it Cuz, I just dead it Usin' this pen as my weapon, I aim it at them with a vengeance I might just turn menace Then turn to God for repentance like "Sorry, but I had to end a dog" (Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait) [Interlude: JK-47] Wait, nah Wait, nah, Tas, talk to 'em, brah [Verse 2: Tasman Keith] Commodore, new five seats, recline seat My cousin want it all, what he said, five weeks later Well, you know, dodgin' police, runnin' the street Drink and sell your soul, duckin' some geese, both in the street, okay New bank card, she love a new rap star Rockstar, they say you isn't sure, I'm Tupac sure Well, boy, the new agenda makin' new rap large Black cars, I pull up in 'em, well, mine came with a charge Yeah, gotta make it out the mission when that mission be complete Take it back home when the shit be said and done, I took it back to B Feelin' so wrong, this shit be traumatic, this rap is our release Got some cousins in the ground, could give a fuck 'bout industry, bitch (Could give a fuck 'bout your release), gotta make my final statement You rappers rap, my spirit tapped, this elder retaliation This shit ain't for your nation unless you down with greatness I been waitin' way too long, it's y'all that be complacent Better be patient, woah, don't [Chorus: Tasman Keith] Don't make me have to slide on you, on you Ain't no tellin' what I might just do, uh-huh Don't make me have to slide on you, on you Ain't no tellin' what I might just do, uh-huh Don't make me have to slide on you, on you Ain't no tellin' what I might just do