All Odds - Intellectual

[Verse 1: VerseBorn]

Im a lion out the cage you a crab in a barrel

Quit lying on a page that's why your paper trail sterile

Life's too short and we living to fast

You crakin a laugh my words can split an atom in half

Outstanding we brag if a hater lays a hand on my bag

Im whipping his ass til a nigga has to murder me back

But i keep it world peace from here to Burmese

To the far middle east with magic carpets and the sheiks

So many stars we can form a constellation

Too many chiefs how you run a reservation?

Mind blown like a twister

Now they mad i getting with a Prime and her sister

Mic hand blistered tri-band shifter

Yea- we used a little auto-tune mister

You can see me anytime with the tree and heem in line

Crooked goatee tryna Federline a dime

All Odds

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They hate in all direction at the sight of our reflection

Bars Smith and Wesson KonQuest im protecting

Take one rebel multiplied by a million

Even children can be part of this brilliance

Off the Patron sometimes get so gone

Let loose and roam til i can't find my way home

My shattered heart been broke apart

Roll wit more bums than shopping carts

Yes a young G overseas Chung Li

Get grumpy beat up tracks Solomon Grundy

I like em in the undees thick or chunky

Im an animal attack any monkey

Allergic to hater-aide tell by my rage

Sucks afraid on stage in a cage

We coming with the plague hot like sage

World take over just to be vague

All Odds

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