Against All Odds

One love, one love, one thug
One nation, twenty-one gun salute
Im hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio , gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Twenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigues, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops
This little nigga named NaS thinks he live like me
Talkin bout he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies, nigga 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 talk, nigga close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy lets be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein a thug
You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know whats going on
Payback, I knew you bitch niggas from way back
Witness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldnt play that
All you old rappers trying to advance
Its all over now , take it like a man
Niggas lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Tryin to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Lovin how I got you niggas crazy
Against all odds, hopin my thug motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all odds, hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
Jewelery, fast cars and hes known for flashing
Listen while I take you back and lace this rap
A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack
Knew he was workin for the feds, same crime, different trials
Nigga, picture what he said and did I mention
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time
I know you bitch niggas is listenin, The World Is Mine
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up
Heard the guns bust but you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine on everything I own
Ill destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga, 'Why you lie?'
Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front
Here we come, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck
Fuck the rap game, nigga this M O B
So believe me we enemies
I go against all odds, Im hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all odds, Im hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Puffy gettin robbed like a bitch, to hide the fact
He did some shit he shouldnt have did, so we ride em for that
And that nigga that was down for me, restin dead
Switch sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathin the dead
Lord listen to me
God dont like ugly, 'It was written'
Hey NaS, your whole damn style is bitten
You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers
All my runins with authorities, felonious capers
Now you wanna live my life, so whats the answer NaS?
Niggas that dont rhyme right, youve seen too many movies
Load em 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 nigga
Against all odds, Im hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all odds, Im hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all odds
One love to my true thug niggas
Twenty-one gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of duty
Representin to the fullest bein soldiers with military minds
that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute
I salute you my niggas, stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, its all for you
To all you bitch made niggas, Im comin for you
Against all odds, I dont care who the fuck you is, nigga
You touch me Im at you, I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot
Hell no, I aint forgot nigga, I just remember what you told me
You said dont go to war unless I got my money behind me
Aight, I got my money right here, now I want war