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[ti:Against All Odds] [ar:2Pac] [lang:English] [length:04:37.29] [by:Jun] [re:www.rclyricsband.com] [ve:v0.0.5] [00:00.00] [00:05.98]To my niggas that went out in the line of duty 21 gun salute
[00:09.18]One love, one thug, one nation (let’s get down, let’s do this)
[00:11.75]21 gun salute (come on, yeah, let’s do this)
[00:13.94]21 gun salute (come on, come on, let’s do this) All the time I be
[00:17.97]Hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote (against all odds)
[00:23.23]Up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke
[00:27.21]21 gun salute, dressed in fatigues, black jeans and boots
[00:30.40]I just appeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops
[00:33.06]This little nigga named Nas think he live like me
[00:35.44]He talk about he left the hospital, took five like me
[00:38.10]You living fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
[00:40.76]We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet Mobb Deep wonder why a nigga blowed ’em out
[00:45.96]Next time grown folks talking, nigga, close your mouth Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
[00:50.63]Done seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas to beat me
[00:53.97]Puffy, let’s be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves?
[00:57.05]Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me being a thug?
[00:59.44]And you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
[01:02.02]But you and I know what’s going on Payback, I knew you bitch niggas from way back
[01:07.07]Witness me strapped with MAC’s, knew I wouldn’t play that
[01:09.45]All you old rappers tryin’ to advance It’s all over now, take it like a man (trick ass square)
[01:14.24]Niggas looking like, Larry Holmes, flabby and sick (look at De La Soul)
[01:17.08]Tryna player hate on my shit, you can eat a fat dick
[01:20.04]Let it be known, this how you made me Lovin’ how I got you niggas crazy (nigga) Against all odds
[01:25.26]Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote (nigga)
[01:29.40]Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke
[01:34.58]Against all odds Hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote
[01:39.68]I heard he was light skinned, stocky, with a Haitian accent
[01:43.03]Jewelry, fast cars and he’s known for flashing (what’s his name?)
[01:45.43]Listen while I take you back and lace this rap (nigga, say his name)
[01:48.08]A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack
[01:50.92]Knew he was working for the feds, same crime, different trial (I knew it)
[01:53.84]Nigga, picture what he said, and did I mention
[01:56.13]Promised to payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time
[01:58.79]I knew you bitch niggas is listening, the world is mine
[02:01.18]Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up (I’m back)
[02:03.34]Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up (I’m back)
[02:06.17]Touch one of mine, on everything I own
[02:08.55]I will destroy everything you touch, play the game, nigga
[02:11.48]All out warfare, eye for eye Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?
[02:16.31]Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front
[02:18.97]Here we come, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck Fuck the rap game nigga, nigga, this M.O.B
[02:24.02]So believe me, we enemies I go against all odds
[02:27.20]I’m hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote
[02:31.32]Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed
[02:34.57]To the truest shit I ever spoke Against all odds Hoping my true motherfuckers know
[02:39.51]This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds
[02:42.43]Puffy gettin’ bribed like a bitch, to hide that fact
[02:45.27]He did some shit he shouldn’t have did, so we ridin’ for that
[02:47.84]And that nigga that was down for me Resting dead, switched sides
[02:51.20]Guess his new friends wanted him dead Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
[02:54.85]I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead Lord, listen to me
[02:58.56]God don’t like ugly, it was written
[03:00.42]Ayo, Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (this nigga sounds like Rakim)
[03:02.72]You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers
[03:05.26]All my run-in with authorities, felonious capers
[03:08.07]Now you wanna live my life, so what’s a “chazzer,” Nas? Niggas that don’t rhyhme right
[03:12.28]You’ve seen too many movies Load ’em up against the wall, close his eyes
[03:15.63]Since you lie, you die, goodbye Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me
[03:20.68]What would you do if you was me (nigga) Against all odds
[03:23.86]Hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote
[03:27.92]Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed
[03:31.26]To the truest shit I ever spoke Against all odds
[03:34.15]Hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote
[03:38.57]Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed
[03:41.50]To the truest shit I ever spoke Against all odds
[03:44.70]21 gun salute, one love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!)
[03:47.09]21 gun salute to my niggas that died in the line of duty
[03:49.91]Representin’ to the fullest, being soldiers with military minds
[03:52.63]That play the rules of the game, 21 gun salute I salute you, my niggas, stay strong
[03:57.59]I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it’s all for you
[04:02.13]To all you bitch made niggas, I’m comin’ for you
[04:04.96]Against all odds, I don’t care who the fuck you is, nigga
[04:07.73]You touch me, I’m at you I know you motherfuckers didn’t think I forgot
[04:11.07]Hell nah, I ain’t forgot, nigga I just remember what you told me
[04:14.13]You said don’t go to war unless I got my money right
[04:16.31]Aight I got my money right, nigga, now I want war
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