you made me Lovin how I got you niggas crazy Against all odds Hopin my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds
breath: "If you believe you can achieve, just look at me" Against all odds Though life is hard, we carry on Living in the projects Broke with no lights on To all
me-feelin like I got you niggas crazy, i like Against all odds up with my dogs mothafuckas now It'll be the realist shit I ever wrote Against all odds
days, for broke days, we sell it, smoke pays While all the old folks pray, to Je-sus' soakin they sins in trays of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
enuff rhymes I hope they around next year but I fear I?m all time and I?m down For the ruffness But what good is the rhyme Without substance CHORUS
Please, y'all niggaz money getting low But did you come back, set up shop, and get the phat dough Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all So what the
get your fuck on Now you're suck on some shit, we bust a nut on All you niggaz waiting for this bitch, just hold on Desert eagles busting at seagels flying
better drop your flag and withdraw My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors And smash y'all. Attach y'all to the back of my horse And drag y'all
rhymers and not enuff rhymes I hope they around next year but I fear I'm all time and I'm down for the ruffness But what good is the rhyme without substance
C.] Holdin it down for D.I.T.C niggas stink like feces Goin against raw dogs ya lost The way I simulate rhyme and rhythimatic timin On beat off beat
the corner of the eye Turned to my jacket, like I was packin For this three on one so you see the odds stackin up against me, up against the wall they
and I'm well bomb on ya kind, like Vietnam against all odds, get cha Benz or rocks me and kada, go against all fog dog from jeerz, infotrate all herds
s distant odds While you rehearse and run it through 3 or 4 different bars If your listenin God, all I want is tracks to crush Gats to bust, and a wife
own age, Making front page By getting locked in the cage Pumping, self-destruction And self-reduction Souls get sucked into the evil corruption The odds are against