Against All Odds Songtext
von Mr. Capone-E

Intro
Break′s over
Alright Capone I want you to let it all out on this track
You ready?
I'm ready
Let′s go
Verse 1
One for the fakes
Two for the bitches
Three for the snakes
Four for the snitches
Five for the chumps
Six for the punks
All you motherfuckers hating cause I came up
My ass almost stabbed in the back
Trust was jacked
All the old homies turned on me cause I was paper stacked
Will I succeed or die for this greed?
Started from an enemy now it's my own team diplomacy
Try to get me taxed


Turning their back just to come up off my ass
Smoking hash and kill
Getting puro from the deal
Feeling no love after all these years I been real
Motherfuckers, this shit goes down like this
Trust nobody in this motherfucking bitch
After all this love shown to the game
Never once gave me my props fuck the fame
Now I know and I see and I be the fucking G double E
Try to feed of me bitch please
Straight up phonies and fuck all of y'all
Cause 90% of y′all waiting for my downfall
Roll call to all you perpetrators
Record label rappers and actors and you player haters
Sorry punks hanging on internet sites
I give a mad fuck bitches and fuck your life
On this side we don′t smut names like lames
We keep it on the streets so I ain't say no names
The caine got me ready in this war
It′s against all odds and I been there before
Chorus
Against all odds and I'm real from the gate
A veterano once told me to watch out for the snakes and fakes
I can′t sleep at night
Knowing that I got haters all dressed in disguise
Penetrated for my downfall
Can't trust nobody when my homies call
Done seen it all from the smiles and the claps
Against all odds and I′mma ride on these rats
Verse 2
That's right I keep it G my friend
South side to the border say it again
But I ain't no shit talker I am what I am
Because as a little youngster knew the rules to bang
Now some chumps try to fake the fuck
Try to use low blows just to try to come up
Before they sucked dick and got exposed for a trick
Now they gonna diss me nah fuck you bitch
I keep it gangster and stay as real as it comes
South side to the border ese where you from
Precious and pig keep running their mouth
A pandillero from Nevada now you know all about
Nothing say something bitch please
I′mma do what I do do what I please
Smoking weed having these penniless thots
I′m the chosen one straight up against all odds
Chorus
Against all odds and I'm real from the gate
A veterano once told me to watch out for the snakes and fakes
I can′t sleep at night
Knowing that I got haters all dressed in disguise
Penetrated for my downfall
Can't trust nobody when my homies call
Done seen it all from the smiles and the claps
Against all odds and I′mma ride on these rats
Verse 3
Jealousy breeds envy like Mr. Criminal says
I'm trapped in this circle to the fucking end
Sweaty dreams and nightmares from these dirty bastards
Doing time in my own mind hearing evil laughter
Mental disorder from all the murders I′ve seen
Living the life of stress hallucinating from the weed
Got me dozing looking in my rear view
Can't trust my own soldiers try to make a move
It's all traps can′t take a nap
My mind′s playing tricks on me like I was on crack
Poisonous ways but I'm a pull with tension
Living in my truth like a liability did I mention
All eyes on me I′m watching every move I make
The snakes and the fakes trying to dissect me from the stake
Perpetrate and the witness is god
Don't trust nobody and it′s against all odds
Chorus
Against all odds and I'm real from the gate
A veterano once told me to watch out for the snakes and fakes
I can′t sleep at night
Knowing that I got haters all dressed in disguise
Penetrated for my downfall
Can't trust nobody when my homies call
Done seen it all from the smiles and the claps
Against all odds and I'mma ride on these rats
Outro
I′mma ride on these rats and I′m in it to win
I'mma ride on these rats till the motherfucking end
I′mma ride on these rats you better hear my story
Against all odds and only god really knows me
Cut
Okay it's a wrap
Man that was some serious stuff Capone