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
C. is all I see O.D.B. nigga, R.I.P (Konichiwa bitches) This killa beez on ya M.I.C. You want it all, well then y'all like me (Konichiwa bitches) Come
s me, I'm the shit I'm in affect like Woodtex A newer Tec from out da click Because my rhyme again, pass me my Heineken WHERE'S THE WEED I NEED? It is
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
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
a jam against all odds And it was dedicated to Farmers Boulevard (Farmers Boulevard) Keep on (Farmers Boulevard) To the beat, y'all A funky beat, y'all Yes, yes, y'all
., is all I see O.D.B., nigga, R.I.P. (konichiwa bitches) This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C. You want it all, well then y'all like me (konichiwa bitches) Come
no 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
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
seven-one-eight y'all; Murder City [Shyne] Lay down nigga (It's the Ill Na Na) Cut ya dick off put it in ya mouth y'all understand? (Let's go) [1st Verse
bust on me I'll have Lil Yo, singing This Is For My Homies I'm the fucking Boss, against all odds Lil' Zane ass niggaz, y'all some broads and frauds I
one 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