Tupac - Against All Odds* Lyrics
One love, one love, one thugOne nation, twenty-one gun saluteI'm hopin' my true mother*****ers knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteAgainst all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowedTo the truest shit I ever spokeTwenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigues, black jeans and bootsDisappeared in the crowd, all you seen was troopsThis little nigga named NaS thinks he live like meTalkin' 'bout he left the hospital took five like meYou living fantasies, nigga I reject your depositWe shook Dre punk ass, now we out of the closetMobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them outNext time grown folks talk, nigga close your mouthPeep me, I take this war shit deeplyDone seen too many real players fall to let these ***** niggas beat mePuffy let's be honest you a punk or you will see me with glovesRemember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein' a thugYou can tell the people you roll with whatever you wantBut you and I know what's going onPayback, I knew you ***** niggas from way backWitness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldn't play thatAll you old rappers trying to advanceIt's all over now, take it like a manNiggas lookin' like Larry Holmes, flabby and sickTryin' to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dickLet it be known this is how you made meLovin' how I got you niggas crazyAgainst all odds, hopin' my thug mother*****ers knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteAgainst all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowedTo the truest shit I ever spokeAgainst all odds, hopin' my true mother*****ers knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteI heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accentJewelery, fast cars and he's known for flashingListen while I take you back and lace this rapA real live tale about a snitch named Haitian JackKnew he was workin' for the feds, same crime, different trialsNigga, picture what he said and did I mentionPromised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due timeI know you ***** niggas is listenin', The World Is MineSet me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me upHeard the guns bust but you tricks never shut me upTouch one of mine on everything I ownI'll destroy everything you touch, play the game niggaAll out warfare, eye for eyeLast words to a ***** nigga, "Why you lie?"Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your frontHere we come, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck***** the rap game, nigga this M O BSo believe me we enemiesI go against all odds, I'm hopin' my true mother*****ers knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteAgainst all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowedTo the truest shit I ever spokeAgainst all odds, I'm hopin' my true mother*****ers knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteAgainst all oddsPuffy gettin' robbed like a *****, to hide the factHe did some shit he shouldn't have did, so we ride 'em for thatAnd that nigga that was down for me, restin' deadSwitch sides, guess his new friends wanted him deadProbably be murdered for the shit that I saidI bring the real, be a legend, breathin' the deadLord listen to meGod don't like ugly, "It was written"Hey NaS, your whole damn style is bittenYou heard my melody, read about my life in the papersAll my runin's with authorities, felonious capersNow you wanna live my life, so what's the answer NaS?Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many moviesLoad em up against the wall, close his eyesSince you lie you die, goodbyeLet the real live niggas hear the truth from meWhat would you do if you was me niggaAgainst all odds, I'm hopin' my true mother*****ers knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteAgainst all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowedTo the truest shit I ever spokeAgainst all odds, I'm hopin' my true mother*****ers knowThis be the realest shit I ever wroteAgainst all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowedTo the truest shit I ever spokeAgainst all oddsOne love to my true thug niggasTwenty-one gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of dutyRepresentin' to the fullest bein' soldiers with military mindsthat play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun saluteI salute you my niggas, stay strongI ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for youTo all you ***** made niggas, I'm comin' for youAgainst all odds, I don't care who the ***** you is, niggaYou touch me I'm at you, I know you mother*****ers think that I forgotHell no, I ain't forgot nigga, I just remember what you told meYou said don't go to war unless I got my money behind meAight, I got my money right here, now I want war
