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点击复制Artist：2pac
Songs Title：against all odds
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 fatigues black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd all you seen was troops
This little ni**a named NaS thinks he live like me
Talkin' 'bout he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies ni**a I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk a** now we out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why ni**a blowed them out
Next time grown folks talk ni**a close your mouth
Peep me I take this war sh*t deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let these b**ch niggas beat me
Puffy let's 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 b**ch 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 sh*t 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
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
Ni**a picture what he said and did I mention
Promised a payback Jimmy Henchman in due time
I know you b**ch 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 ni**a
All out warfare eye for eye
Last words to a b**ch ni**a ＂Why you lie ＂
Now you gotta watch your back now watch your front
Here we come gunshots to Tut now you stuck
F**k the rap game ni**a 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
Against all odds 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 b**ch to hide the fact
He did some sh*t he shouldn't have did so we ride 'em for that
And that ni**a 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 NaS your whole damn style is bitten
You heard my melody read about my life in the papers
All my runin's 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 ni**a
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
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
Against all odds
One love to my true thug niggas
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 b**ch made niggas I'm comin' for you
Against all odds I don't care who the f**k you is ni**a
You touch me I'm at you I know you motherf**kers think that I forgot
Hell no I ain't forgot ni**a 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