Against All Odds lyrics

Artist  : 2pac 
Song : Against All Odds



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 One love, one love, one thug
One nation, twenty-one gun salute

I'm hopin my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest sh*t I ever spoke

Twenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigue, 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 sh*t deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let these
bit*h niggas beat me
Puffy lets be honest you a punk or you will see
me with gloves
Remember that sh*t 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 what's going on
Payback, I knew you bit*h 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 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 motherf**kers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest sh*t I ever spoke, against all odds
Hopin my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote

I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a
Haitian accent
Jewelery, fast cars and he's known for flashing
(What's his name???)
Listen while I take you back (NIGGA SAY HIS
NAME!) 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 bit*h 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
I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game
nigga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bit*h nigga, "WHY YOU LIE?!?"
Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your
front
Here we come, gunshots too tight, now you stuck
f**k the rap game, nigga this M-O-B
So believe me we enemies, I go against all odds

I'm hopin my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest sh*t I ever spoke
I'm hopin my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote
Against all odds

Puffy gettin robbed like a bit*h, to hide the
fact
he did some sh*t he shouldn't 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 sh*t that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathin the dead
Lord listen to me
God don't like ugly, It Was Written
Hey Nad, 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 the answer
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

Against all odds
I'm hopin my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest sh*t I ever spoke
[repeat]

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
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,
it's all for you
To all you bit*h made niggas, I'm comin for you
Against all odds, I don't care who the f**k you
is, nigga
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherf**kers 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