Against All Odds

[Intro] One love, one thug, one nation Twenty-one gun salute I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke [Verse 1] 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 Talking bout he left the hospital took five like me You live in fantasies nigga, I reject your deposit We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet Mobb Deep wonder why a 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 being a thug You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want But you and I know what's going on Payback, 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 It's all over now, take it like a man Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick Trying to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick Let it be known this is how you made me Loving how I got you niggas crazy [Hook 1] Against all odds Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke, against all odds Hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote [Verse 2] I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent Jewelry, fast cars and he's 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 working 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 listening 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 love I'll 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 [Hook 2] I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds [Verse 3] Puffy getting robbed like a bitch To hide that fact he did some shit he shouldn't have did So we riding for that And that nigga that was down for me, resting dead Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead Probably be murdered for the 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 Ayo Nas, your whole damn style is bitten You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers Now you wanna live my life So what's a Hausa, Nas? Niggas that don't rhyme right You've 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 [Hook 1] [Outro] Against all odds Twenty-one gun salute One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!) Twenty-one gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of duty Representing to the fullest being 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, it's all for you To all you bitch made niggas, I'm coming 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 motherfuckers think that I forgot Hell no I ain't forgot nigga I just remember what you told me You said don't go to war unless I got my money behind me Aight, I got my money right here, now I want war