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Against All Odds (Take Five) · Against All Odds (Shutdown) · Against All Odds (N-Dubz) · UHB, Vol. 3: Against All Odds (The Living Legends) · Against All Odds (Coma & Da Creole Boys) · Against All Odds (Take a Look at Me Now) (Kira) · Against All Odds [Import] (Mariah Carey) · Against All Odds (Phil Collins) · Against All Odds (Shutdown) · Against All Odds (Take Five) – and 90 other albums »


gonna pull it apart.

Repeat intro e a e a
E a e a d be
If you struggle against all odds and come up smiling true
E a e a d be
If you give it all to me
frustration
No one's going to illuminate you
All the odds are stacked against you
You're just cavin' in, right there in front of me
It's a picture I don't ever
at his super fly condo
My kinda nigga
My icon, my idol
No certificate
For this misfit who handle business
The odds stacked against him
He fights back
the gate again  time to raise the stakes again 
Fatten my plate again  why'all cats know we always play to win 
G A N G  to the Starr's  son 
Haters  took
livin' when yo' talkin' is death
So why'all better start readin' before you start bleedin'
And the odds was against us before we got EVE-n
Niggas in
[Intro. (Electric Guitar)]
Well, I went out for my evenin' stroll
All along the boulevard
It's familiar turf from the hills to the surf
I treat
Cause I'm just that type of brother that's out to get mines
And if the odds against me, I still drop lines
and get mines on time that's why most resign
lettin' niggas go
So you can lower the wrist
That'll only put odds against any attempt
Any provoke uprise you ain't got it in you
First of all you too
Smoking weed, true indeed
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Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
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Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
K. I. N. G
Solemn and envy
Ridin' in the Bentley
They wanna send me, back to the pen
Hope they give me a ten P
Doin' it for my dog, [?] with so
n**** ain't even, it's odd
You know you know
Rampage the last n****
O you just can't make it
Yo we got Busta Rhymes, Lord Have Mercy, Spliff By Spliff
us, like Wile E. Coyote, man super genius
Against all odds like Serena and Venus
I only had a couple jobs in my life, but not too many thought I was
you start bleedin'
And the odds was against us before we got EVE-n
Niggas in the hood don't give a fuck if you rich
Or drunk with the Prince CD own,
nigga we gon apply pressure
N all the niggas over here certified wettas

(verse 3)
Now if you ain't respected by the streets, then pussy nigga move
'cause
chest out, against all odds, you can handle that shit. If you couldn't handle it, it wouldn't fall on you, man - believe that. Nah'mean? Strap your shit
Intro:
Oh oh (oh) pass that spliff bwoy.

Starange Wondah:
Yes yeas y'all O.C.C. be double O be the best y'all
E-Swift be always representing for
a restraining order against "Murder I-N-see"
This how we ride, and ain't never gon' make a switch dude
Z-Ro the Crooked, I'll be damned if I be a snitch fool
[Intro: RZA]
Eh-yo, Kinetic
What up God? You got that glock cleaned?
Soaked those bullets in oil?
So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up
the cassette, rewind it to death
Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget
How I rock shit from N.Y. to Tibet
You got it to bet? That's just how you got into
the odds against me, I still drop lines
and get mines on time that's why most resign
Sit in my LazyBoy chair, relax my head and recline
Sip a Pepsi
sprayed by poetic machine gun
Acknowledge existence of a prodigy born son
Even the odds divide come up with the sum
And the remainder will be one
time to raise the stakes again 
Fatten my plate again  y'all cats know we always play to win 
G A N G  to the Starr's  son 
Haters  took this shit too
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
us, like Wile E. Coyote, man super genius
Against all odds like Serena and Venus
I only had a couple jobs in my life, but not too many thought I was