Against All Odds Lyrics

Against All Odds lyrics

21 gun salute
One love
One thug
One nation

21 Gun
salute
Dressed in fatigues
Black jeans and boots
Disappear in the
crowd
All you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas
Think he
live like me
Talk about how he left the hospital
Took five like me
You
living fanatasies
I reject your deposit
We shook dre punk ass
Now we
out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time
grown folks talkin'
Nigga close your mouth
Peep me
I take this war
shit deeply
I see too many real playas fall
to let you's bitch niggas
beat me
Puffy, lets be honest
You a punk
or you would see me with
gloves
Remember that shit you said in vibe
About me being a Thug
You
can tell the people you roll With
Whatever you want
But, You and I
know
Whats going on
Pay Back
I knew you bitch niggas from way
back
Witness me strapped with macs
knew I wouldn't play that
All you
old rappers trying to advance
Its all over now
Take it like a
man
Niggas looking like
Larry holms flabby and sick
(Lookat De La
Soul!)
Trying to playa hate on my shit
BIG, eat a fat dick
Let it be
known this is how you made me
Love it how I got you niggas
crazy'

Chorus


I hope my true mutha-fuckas know
This be the
realist shit I ever wrote
against all Odds
In the studio
Getting
blowed
This be the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all Odds


I
heard he was light skined, stocky
with a Haitian accent
(Say his name,
now)
Jewelry, fast cars and he's known for flashing
(whats his
name)
Listen while I take you back
(Nigga, say his name!)
and lace
this rap
A real live tale
About a snitch named Hatian Jack
Knew he was
working for the feds
(I knew it!)
Same crime different trail
Niggas
picture what he said
(Snitch)
And did I mention
Promised a
payback
Till he hits me
In due time
I knew you bitch niggas was
listening
The world is mine
Set me up
Wet me up
niggas stuck me
up
(I'm back, I'm baaack)
Heard the guns bust
But you tricks never
shut me up
Touch one of mine
On everything I own
I'll destroy
everything you touch
Play the game nigga
All out warfare
eye for an
Eye
Last words to a bitch nigga
Why you lie?
Now you gotta watch your
back nigga
watch your front
Here we come gunshots to deck
Now you
stuck
Fuck the rap game nigga
NIgga This M.O.B
So believe me
We
enemies
I go against all odds
(Trick made niggas, ain't no
peers)


Puffy getting robbed like a bitch.
To hide that
fact,
He did some shit he shouldn't of did.
(You know what)
So he ride
for that
And that nigga that was for with me,
Resting dead,
Switching
sides,
Guess his new friends wanted him dead.
Probably be murdered for
this shit that I said
I bring the real.
Be a legend breathing or
dead.
Lord, listen to me.
God don't like ugly,
It was written.
Yo
Nas, your whole damn style is bitten.
(You sound like Rakim, man)
You
heard my melody,
Read about my life in the papers.
All my run ins with
authorities(Trick!),
felonious capers (Punk!)
Now you want to live my
life.
So what's a hassa, Nas.
Niggas that don't rhyme right,
Seen too
many movies.
Load him up against the wall,
Close his eyes.
Since you
lie, you die. Goodbye!
Let the real live niggas hear the truth from
me.
What would you do if you was me.
Against All Odds


21 Gun
Salute
One love to my true thug niggas
(Outlaw, Outlaw!)
21 Gun Salute
to my niggas that died in the line of duty
Represent to the fullest,
Being
souljas with military minds that played the rules of the game.
21 Gun
Salute
I salute you my niggas.
Stay strong - I ride for you, I rhyme for
you,
I roll for you, it's all for you.
To all you bitch made niggas - I'm
comin for you
Against all odds.
I don't care who the fuck you is,
nigga.
You touch me, I'm at you.
I know you motha fuckas didn't think I
forgot.
Hell nah I ain't forgot nigga, I just remembered what you told
me.
Said don't go to war unless my money right.
Aight, I got my money
right, now I want war.