Lyrics:

(Gun shots)

21 Gun Salute
One love, One love
One Nation
21 Gun Salute
All the time I'm ...

Hoping my true motherfuckas know,
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke

(Verse 1)

21 Gun Salute dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd all you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me
He's talking about he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies nigga, I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talking, nigga close your mouths
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
I seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy, lets be honest you a punk, You gonna see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me being a Thug
Well you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's going on (Don't you)
Pay back, I knew you bitch 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 (Trick ass square)
Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick (look at De La Soul)
Trying to player hate on my shit, can eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Love it how I got you niggas crazy, Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my thug motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote

(Verse 2)

I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
Jewellery, fast cars and 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 working for the feds, same crime different trials
Niggas picture what he said, and did I mention?
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time
I knew you bitch niggas was listening, the world is mine (hey Nas)
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 owe
I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?
Now you gotta watch your back, now, watch your front
Here we come gun shots to Tut, now you stuck
Fuck the rap game nigga, this M.O.B
So believe me, we enemies, I go Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)

(Verse 3)

Puffy getting robbed like a bitch to hide that fact
He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride them for that
And that nigga that was down for me, rest his head
Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead
Lord listen to me, God don't like ugly It Was Written
Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (nigga sounds like Rakim, man!)
You heard 'My Melody', read about my life in the papers
All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers (punk)
Now you want to live my life, so what's the hassle Nas?
Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies
Load him up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie, you die, goodbye
Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me, Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds

(Tupac Talking)

One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw, Outlaw)
21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the lines of duty
Represent to the fullest and be a souljah
The military minds that play the rules of the game
21 Gun Salute
I salute you my niggas
Stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you
It's on for you
Cause all you bitch made niggas
Are coming for me
Against all odds
I don't care who you fuck with
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers don't think I forgot
Hell na I ain't forgot nigga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war till I got my money right
Now I got my money right
Now I want war