One love, one thug, one nation
21 gun salute, gun salute

All the time I was, 
hoping my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Against All Odds

Up in the studio getting blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke

21 gun salute
Dressed in fatigues, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd,
all you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas
Think he live like me
Talk about how he left the hospital
Took five like me
You living fanatasies
Nigga I reject your deposit
We shook dre punk ass
Now we out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talk
Nigga close your mouths
Peep me
I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real playas fall
to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy, lets be honest
You a punk
or you'll see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said in Vibe
About me being a Thug, And
You can tell the people you roll With
Whatever you want
But, You and I know
Whats going on
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
Its all over now
Take it like a man
Niggas looking like
Larry Holms flabby and sick
Trying to playa hate on my shit
B.I.G. eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Love it how I got you niggas crazy'
Nigga, against all odds

I'm hoping my thug mutha-fuckas know
This be the realist shit I ever wrote
against all Odds
Up in the studio
Getting blowed
This be the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckers know,
This is be the truest shit I ever wrote

I heard he was light skined, stocky
with a hatian accent
Jewerlly, fast cars and he's known for flashing
(whats his name)
Listen while I take you back
(nigga say his name)
and lace this rap
A real live tale
About a snitch named Hatian 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 Hentchmen
In due time
I knew you bitch niggas was listening
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 nigga
All out warfare
eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga
Why you lie?
Now you gotta watch your back nigga
watch your front
Here we come gunshots to duck
Now you stuck
Fuck the rap game nigga
Nigga This M.O.B
So believe me
We enemies
I go against all odds

I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, getting blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all odds
I hope my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Puffy gettin robbed like a bitch
To hide that fact, he did some shit he shouldn't of did
So he ridin' for that
And that nigga that was down for me, rest the dead
Switch sides, 
I guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably got 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
You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers
All my run-in's with authorities 
Felonies and capers
Now you wanna live my life,
so what's the ??? 
Niggaz that don't rhyme right
You seen to many movies
Load him up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie, you die, goodbye
Let the real live niggaz hear the truth form me
What would you do, if you was me
Nigga, against all odds

Hoping my true motherfuckers know,
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio getting blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against all odds
-Repeat-

Talking
One love to my true thug niggaz.  
21 gun salute to my niggaz that died in the live duty.  
Representin to the fullest, being soldiers with military minds that
played to the rules of the game.  
21 gun salute.  
I salute my niggaz.
Stay strong.  
I ride for you, I run for you, I roll for you.  
It's all for you.  
So all you bitch made niggaz, I'm coming for you, against all odds.  
I don't care who the fuck who you are. 
Nigga you touch me, I'll snatch you.  
I know you motherfuckers didn't think I forgot.  
Hell naw I ain't forgot niggaz.  
I just remember what you told me. 
You said just don't do the war unless I got my money right.  
Aiight, I got my money right, nigga.
Now I want war