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2 PAC - Against All Odds Added by Site Admin on 2003-08-18 04:56:32
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21 gun saluteOne loveOne thugOne nation21 gun saluteDressed in fatiguesBlack jeans and bootsDisappear in the crowdAll you seen was troopsThis little nigga named nasThink he live like meTalk about how he left the hospitalTook five like meYou living fanatasiesI reject your depositWe shook dre punk assNow we out of the closetMobb deep wonder why nigga blowed them outNext time grown folks talkin'Nigga close your mouthPeep meI take this war shit deeplyI see too many real playas fallTo let you's bitch niggas beat mePuffy, lets be honestYou a punkOr you would see me with glovesRemember that shit you said in vibeAbout me being a thugYou can tell the people you roll withWhatever you wantBut, you and I knowWhats going onPay backI knew you bitch niggas from way backWitness me strapped with macsKnew I wouldn't play thatAll you old rappers trying to advanceIts all over nowTake it like a manNiggas looking likeLarry holms flabby and sick(lookat de la soul!)Trying to playa hate on my shitBig, eat a fat dickLet it be known this is how you made meLove it how I got you niggas crazy'ChorusI hope my true mutha-fuckas knowThis be the realist shit I ever wroteAgainst all oddsIn the studioGetting blowedThis be the truest shit I ever spokeAgainst all oddsI heard he was light skined, stockyWith a haitian accent(say his name, now)Jewelry, 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 rapA real live taleAbout a snitch named hatian jackKnew he was working for the feds(I knew it!)Same crime different trailNiggas picture what he said(snitch)And did I mentionPromised a paybackTill he hits meIn due timeI knew you bitch niggas was listeningThe world is mineSet me upWet me upNiggas stuck me up(I'm back, I'm baaack)Heard the guns bustBut you tricks never shut me upTouch one of mineOn everything I ownI'll destroy everything you touchPlay the game niggaAll out warfareEye for an eyeLast words to a bitch niggaWhy you lie? Now you gotta watch your back niggaWatch your frontHere we come gunshots to deckNow you stuckFuck the rap game niggaNigga this m.o.bSo believe meWe enemiesI go against all odds(trick made niggas, ain't no peers)Puffy getting robbed like a bitch.To hide that fact,He did some shit he shouldn't of did.(you know what)So he ride for thatAnd that nigga that was for with me,Resting dead,Switching sides,Guess his new friends wanted him dead.Probably be murdered for this shit that I saidI bring the real.Be a legend breathing or dead.Lord, listen to me.God don't like ugly,It was written.Yo 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(trick!),Felonious capers (punk!)Now you want to live my life.So what's a hassa, nas.Niggas that don't rhyme right,Seen too many movies.Load him 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.Against all odds21 gun saluteOne love to my true thug niggas(outlaw, outlaw!)21 gun salute to my niggas that died in the line of dutyRepresent to the fullest,Being souljas with military minds that played the rules of the game.21 gun saluteI 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 bitch made niggas - I'm comin for youAgainst all odds.I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga.You touch me, I'm at you.I know you motha fuckas didn't think I forgot.Hell nah I ain't forgot nigga, I just remembered what you told me.Said don't go to war unless my money right.Aight, I got my money right, now I want war.
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