Against All Odds lyrics

[Intro]
To my n*ggas that went out in line on duty
21-gun salute! One love, one thug, one nation
(Let’s get down, let’s do this!)
21-gun salute! (Come on, yeah, let’s do this!)
21-gun salute! (Come on, come on, let’s do this!)
All the time I be…

[Hook]
Hopin' my true motherf*ckers 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

[Verse 1]
21-gun salute, dressed in fatigues, black jeans and boots
I just appeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops
This little n*gga named Nas think he live like me
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital, took five like me
You live in fantasies, n*gga, I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why n*gga blowed 'em out
Next time grown folks talkin', n*gga close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war sh*t deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let these b*tch n*ggas beat me
Puffy, let's be honest, you a (you a sucker ass n*gga) punk or you will see me wit gloves
Member that sh*t you said to Vibe about me bein' a thug?
And you can tell the people you roll wit whatever you want
But you and I know what's goin' on
Payback, I knew you b*tch n*ggas from way back
Witnessed me strapped with MAC's, knew I wouldn't play that
All you old rappers tryin' to advance
It's all over now, take it like a man
n*ggas lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
(Look at De La Soul!)
Tryna player hate on my sh*t, you eat a fat di*k
Let it be known, this is how you made me
Lovin' how I got you n*ggas crazy
[Hook]
Against all odds, hopin' my thug motherf*ckers 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*ckers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote

[Verse 2]
I heard he was light-skinned, stocky, with a Haitian accent
Jewelry, fast cars and he's known for flashin'
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, n*gga, picture what he said and did I mention?
Promised to payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time
I know you b*tch n*ggas is listenin', the world is mine
Set me up, wet me up, n*ggas stuck me up
Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine, on everything I owe
I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game, n*gga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a b*tch n*gga: "Why you lie?"
Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front
Here we come, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck
f*ck the rap game, n*gga, this M.O.B
So believe me, we enemies, I go against all odds
[Hook]
I'm hopin' my true motherf*ckers 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*ckers know
This be the realest sh*t I ever wrote; against all odds

[Verse 3]
Puffy gettin' bribed like a b*tch, to hide that fact
He did some sh*t he shouldn't have did, so we ridin' for that
And that n*gga that was down for me, rest the dead
Switched 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' or dead
Lord, listen to me, God don't like ugly, it was written
Ayo 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, felonious capers
Now you wanna live my life, so what's a "chazzer," Nas?
n*ggas 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 n*ggas hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me? n*gga
Against all odds
[Hook]
Hopin' my true motherf*ckers 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*ckers 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

[Outro]
21-gun salute, one love to my true thug n*ggas
(Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!)
21-gun salute to my n*ggas that die in the line of duty
Representin' to the fullest, bein' soldiers with military minds
That play the rules of the game, 21-gun salute
I salute you, my n*ggas, stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for you
To all you b*tch-made n*ggas, I'm comin' for you
Against all odds, I don't care who the f*ck you is
You touch me, I'm at you
I know you motherf*ckers didn't think I forgot
Hell nah, I ain't forgot, n*gga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war unless I got my money right
I got my money right n*gga, now I want war