what I left behind Lost inside myself because Nothing?s ever good enough for me You won?t change anything so why can?t I see the truth again?
Hear me, pay attention, put your shoes on Yo, my team be bellyaching hungry niggaz on the swarm again Pirahna niggaz bite dick, yo Son, it's on again
life did you make it fit Which way is up which way is down The person staring back at you Always looks like he's somebody else Overcome the greatest odds
the one who dares to return your stare I am the fist of God I am the underdog I'll always stand my ground While the others scatter all around Against all odds
home so my freedom I really cherish Young when they bagged me, seven in the can is torcher And I just did that for manslaughter Odds was against me, murder
Motherfuckers caught me slippin, I hate that bull shit Dayton for life, gangsta love I gotta go back there, I get back, fuck that punk shit [shoestring
gets to eatin' at yo spirit Fear it you be a broke nigga, you near it You be the next nigga, never have to go back and been it Cold stares thought you
a winner Diggin in the hoes and the soap like a tenor sax And baby got backs Spread the fenders no one hinders yo I can't hold it back In the darkness
to buck wild Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl Spread the word, 29 million square miles Daytime's used to plot schemes for the night prowl One clik, stomping on the path that's so hard Ain't no smiling, we up against the odds
gets to eattin at yo spirit Fear it you be a broke nigga, you near it, you be the next nigga,never have to go back and been it Cold stares thought
s killin' me 'cause you're my heart That's right I admit it You're my heart I refuse, to let you go I struggle and fight for you against all odds Get
stare Green wings and red face And a sapphire belly A racket so loud As to out shout the tele But this morning, my prayer By the side of the sea Took odds
messed it up now, let's get back to the start You enjoy your freedom, or so they say But your eyes aren't shining like yesterday Now the odds are against
security, for no bidness Sick of I'm missing you, so here's what I'm fin to do Bounty hunting for badges, fuck a ditch I'ma dig a few The odds are against
closer to the stare and if not for pride, i'd be meeting you somewhere when you reel me back in the end when you really kill me, with whatever you said again
'mma show you Just know you been pulling strings You the puppetmaster, Them other bastards Now watch who you puffin after Play your cards, go against all odds
