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    21 gun salute
    One love
    One thug
    One nation

    21 Gun salute
    Dressed in fatigues
    Black jeans and boots
    Disappear 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
    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 talkin'
    Nigga close your mouth
    Peep me
    I take this war shit deeply
    I see too many real playas fall
    to let you's bitch niggas beat me
    Puffy, lets be honest
    You a punk
    or you would see me with gloves
    Remember that shit you said in vibe
    About me being a Thug
    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
    (Lookat De La Soul!)
    Trying to playa hate on my shit
    BIG, eat a fat dick
    Let it be known this is how you made me
    Love it how I got you niggas crazy'

    Chorus


    I hope my true mutha-fuckas know
    This be the realist shit I ever wrote
    against all Odds
    In the studio
    Getting blowed
    This be the truest shit I ever spoke
    Against all Odds


    I heard he was light skined, stocky
    with a Haitian accent
    (Say his name, now)
    Jewelry, 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
    (I knew it!)
    Same crime different trail
    Niggas picture what he said
    (Snitch)
    And did I mention
    Promised a payback
    Till he hits me
    In due time
    I knew you bitch niggas was listening
    The world is mine
    Set me up
    Wet me up
    niggas stuck me up
    (I'm back, I'm baaack)
    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 an 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 deck
    Now you stuck
    Fuck the rap game nigga
    NIgga This M.O.B
    So believe me
    We enemies
    I 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 that
    And 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 said
    I 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 the hustle, 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 Odds


    21 Gun Salute
    One love to my true thug niggas
    (Outlaw, Outlaw!)
    21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the line of duty
    Represent to the fullest,
    Being souljas with military minds that played 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 all for you.
    To all you bitch made niggas - I'm comin for you
    Against 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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