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Against All Odds

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Against All Odds

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Tragedy khadafi.

Mahdi!

Against all odds.

For all my thugs in the struggle

Feel me on this yo.

Yo

Velvet garments, gun holster under armpits

Mahdi, part thug, god, part islamic

Breastfed with henny, our fathers was convicts

Sold garbage, gave our souls to the harlots

Helicopters and choppers hover above us

Face the jury and the judges with foul grudges

No one to love us, the streets kidnapped our mothers

They cried liquor, caught in the hood gettin' smothered

With no guidance, we grew without fathers

Stuck them coke spots, the little 'shakahalas'[?]

From kufis to bandanas, spread like kansas

Read the black panthers, tryin' to find answers

Willin' to take, whatever life wouldn't hand us

Move in packs, hustlin' crack under cameras

They learned to hate us, cuz they could never understand us

Against all odds, god, tell me what the plan is

Against all odds, the saga of my life

In the world full of trifeness and courtroom indictments

Friendship is rare, trust is a luxury

Thugs die young or threw they whole life in custody

Against all odds, the saga of my life

In the streets, robbin' niggaz just to eat at night

Doin' time, have a nigga mind mentally scarred

Me and my thugs go against all odds.

Me and my wife made vows for life, never divorcin'

Half plastic and half porcelain, for them snakes

Who'd rather see me in a coffin, have my seeds

Cryin' over me in dead corpses

This is 2-5, came too far to take losses

From the crack game to the rap game endorsements

No middle man, dealing strictly with bosses

I can't stop till I'm in the drop cockpit

Success and death, and death is not a option

We mashed to this, and now we got it locked in

The new millennium two-thou, this world is too foul

Criticize your past, not what you do now

Prepare for these modern-day hitlers

Judge me, walk in my shoes and catch blisters

I fought drug addictions, shed blood in prisons

Survived in hard-times, impossible missions!

Against all odds, the saga of my life

In the world full of trifeness and courtroom indictments

Friendship is rare, trust is a luxury

Thugs die young or threw they whole life in custody

Against all odds, the saga of my life

In the streets, robbin' niggaz just to eat at night

Doin' time, have a nigga mind mentally scarred

Me and my thugs go against all odds.

We fought our way through this rap game, when no one would listen

Now we on top, where rocks and jewels glisten

Concentrated on, the one they hated on

Reincarnated in greater form, it's on

Can't please the world till you leave this world

Sometimes I wish I never put seeds in my girl

'Cuz women got two faces, one in the bedroom

The other one, lyin' in court givin' you cases

The system, in your pockets, cuttin' you short

Takin' niggaz to court, for child support

What about all the times that I gave you my last

Was our love just a thing of the past, I gotta ask

Tell me, should I cry or laugh?

Do I run from my enemies or stand and blast?

Do the knowledge to the words that I write in this song

Young thug and you won't go wrong, just hold on

Against all odds, the saga of my life

In the world full of trifeness and courtroom indictments

Friendship is rare, trust is a luxury

Thugs die young or threw they whole life in custody

Against all odds, the saga of my life

In the streets, robbin' niggaz just to eat at night

Doin' time, have a nigga mind mentally scarred

Me and my thugs go against all odds...

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