One love, one love, one thug
One nation, twenty-one gun salute

I`m hopin` my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest s**t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin` blowed
To the truest s**t I ever spoke

Twenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigues, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops
This little ni**a named NaS thinks he live like me
Talkin` `bout he left the hospital took five like me

You living fantasies, ni**a I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now we out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why ni**a blowed them out
Next time grown folks talk, ni**a close your mouth

Peep me, I take this war s**t deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let these bitch ni**as beat me
Puffy let`s be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves
Remember that s**t you said to Vibe about me bein` a thug

You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what`s going on
Payback, I knew you bitch ni**as from way back
Witness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldn`t play that

All you old rappers trying to advance
It`s all over now, take it like a man
Ni**as lookin` like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Tryin` to player hate on my s**t, you eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Lovin` how I got you ni**as crazy

Against all odds, hopin` my thug motherf**kers know
This be the realest s**t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin` blowed
To the truest s**t I ever spoke
Against all odds, hopin` my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest s**t I ever wrote

I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
Jewelery, fast cars and he`s known for flashing
Listen while I take you back and lace this rap
A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack

Knew he was workin` for the feds, same crime, different trials
Ni**a, picture what he said and did I mention
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time
I know you bitch ni**as is listenin`, The World Is Mine

Set me up, wet me up, ni**as stuck me up
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 ni**a

All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bitch ni**a, "Why you lie?"
Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front
Here we come, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck
F**k the rap game, ni**a this M O B
So believe me we enemies

I go against all odds, I`m hopin` my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest s**t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin` blowed
To the truest s**t I ever spoke
Against all odds, I`m hopin` my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest s**t I ever wrote
Against all odds

Puffy gettin` robbed like a bitch, to hide the fact
He did some s**t he shouldn`t have did, so we ride `em for that
And that ni**a that was down for me, restin` dead
Switch sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead

Probably be murdered for the s**t that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathin` the dead
Lord listen to me
God don`t like ugly, "It was written"

Hey NaS, your whole damn style is bitten
You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers
All my runin`s with authorities, felonious capers
Now you wanna live my life, so what`s the answer NaS?

Ni**as that don`t rhyme right, you`ve seen too many movies
Load em up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie you die, goodbye
Let the real live ni**as hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me ni**a

Against all odds, I`m hopin` my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest s**t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin` blowed
To the truest s**t I ever spoke
Against all odds, I`m hopin` my true motherf**kers know
This be the realest s**t I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin` blowed
To the truest s**t I ever spoke
Against all odds

One love to my true thug ni**as
Twenty-one gun salute to my ni**as that die in the line of duty
Representin` to the fullest bein` soldiers with military minds
that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute
I salute you my ni**as, stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it`s all for you
To all you bitch made ni**as, I`m comin` for you
Against all odds, I don`t care who the f**k you is, ni**a
You touch me I`m at you, I know you motherf**kers think that I forgot
Hell no, I ain`t forgot ni**a, I just remember what you told me
You said don`t go to war unless I got my money behind me
Aight, I got my money right here, now I want war