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2 PAC - Against All Odds lyrics

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21 gun salute<br>One love<br>One thug<br>One nation<br><br>21 gun salute<br>Dressed in fatigues<br>Black jeans and boots<br>Disappear in the crowd<br>All you seen was troops<br>This little nigga named nas<br>Think he live like me<br>Talk about how he left the hospital<br>Took five like me<br>You living fanatasies<br>I reject your deposit<br>We shook dre punk ass<br>Now we out of the closet<br>Mobb deep wonder why nigga blowed them out<br>Next time grown folks talkin'<br>Nigga close your mouth<br>Peep me<br>I take this war shit deeply<br>I see too many real playas fall<br>To let you's bitch niggas beat me<br>Puffy, lets be honest<br>You a punk<br>Or you would see me with gloves<br>Remember that shit you said in vibe<br>About me being a thug<br>You can tell the people you roll with<br>Whatever you want<br>But, you and I know<br>Whats going on<br>Pay back<br>I knew you bitch niggas from way back<br>Witness me strapped with macs<br>Knew I wouldn't play that<br>All you old rappers trying to advance<br>Its all over now<br>Take it like a man<br>Niggas looking like<br>Larry holms flabby and sick<br>(lookat de la soul!)<br>Trying to playa hate on my shit<br>Big, eat a fat dick<br>Let it be known this is how you made me<br>Love it how I got you niggas crazy'<br><br>Chorus<br><br>I hope my true mutha-fuckas know<br>This be the realist shit I ever wrote<br>Against all odds<br>In the studio<br>Getting blowed<br>This be the truest shit I ever spoke<br>Against all odds<br><br>I heard he was light skined, stocky<br>With a haitian accent<br>(say his name, now)<br>Jewelry, fast cars and he's known for flashing<br>(what's his name)<br>Listen while I take you back<br>(nigga, say his name!)<br>And lace this rap<br>A real live tale<br>About a snitch named hatian jack<br>Knew he was working for the feds<br>(I knew it!)<br>Same crime different trail<br>Niggas picture what he said<br>(snitch)<br>And did I mention<br>Promised a payback<br>Till he hits me<br>In due time<br>I knew you bitch niggas was listening<br>The world is mine<br>Set me up<br>Wet me up<br>Niggas stuck me up<br>(I'm back, I'm baaack)<br>Heard the guns bust<br>But you tricks never shut me up<br>Touch one of mine<br>On everything I own<br>I'll destroy everything you touch<br>Play the game nigga<br>All out warfare<br>Eye for an eye<br>Last words to a bitch nigga<br>Why you lie? <br>Now you gotta watch your back nigga<br>Watch your front<br>Here we come gunshots to deck<br>Now you stuck<br>Fuck the rap game nigga<br>Nigga this m.o.b<br>So believe me<br>We enemies<br>I go against all odds<br>(trick made niggas, ain't no peers)<br><br>Puffy getting robbed like a bitch.<br>To hide that fact,<br>He did some shit he shouldn't of did.<br>(you know what)<br>So he ride for that<br>And that nigga that was for with me,<br>Resting dead,<br>Switching sides,<br>Guess his new friends wanted him dead.<br>Probably be murdered for this shit that I said<br>I bring the real.<br>Be a legend breathing or dead.<br>Lord, listen to me.<br>God don't like ugly,<br>It was written.<br>Yo nas, your whole damn style is bitten.<br>(you sound like rakim, man)<br>You heard my melody,<br>Read about my life in the papers.<br>All my run ins with authorities(trick!),<br>Felonious capers (punk!)<br>Now you want to live my life.<br>So what's a hassa, nas.<br>Niggas that don't rhyme right,<br>Seen too many movies.<br>Load him up against the wall,<br>Close his eyes.<br>Since you lie, you die. goodbye!<br>Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me.<br>What would you do if you was me.<br>Against all odds<br><br>21 gun salute<br>One love to my true thug niggas<br>(outlaw, outlaw!)<br>21 gun salute to my niggas that died in the line of duty<br>Represent to the fullest,<br>Being souljas with military minds that played the rules of the game.<br>21 gun salute<br>I salute you my niggas.<br>Stay strong - I ride for you, I rhyme for you,<br>I roll for you, it's all for you.<br>To all you bitch made niggas - I'm comin for you<br>Against all odds.<br>I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga.<br>You touch me, I'm at you.<br>I know you motha fuckas didn't think I forgot.<br>Hell nah I ain't forgot nigga, I just remembered what you told me.<br>Said don't go to war unless my money right.<br>Aight, I got my money right, now I want war.

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