Against All Odds Busta Rhymes (Ft. Flipmode Squad)

[Produced by Jamal]

[Intro: Baby Sham]
Uh-huh, uh-huh

[Verse 1: Baby Sham | Rampage]
Ayo, pause your pencils as hollow tips get in you
Box cutter to slice your face, you rhymes is natural (Yeah)
Hold two lives and four wives up in the crack capsule
Flipmode, cruddy styles has been past you
Rush pass (Uh), you couldn't touch cash (Yeah)
If it was under your nose like a moustache, nigga, you butt ass (Uh)
Show your whole cheek (Yeah), slugs with no heat (Uh)
Diamonds that don't break (Yeah), you thugs is so sweet

[Verse 2: Rampage]
I float so much (Uh) I get seasick (Uh)
Flipmode is the Squad who I be's with (Uh), who I get pledged with
And push German V's with (Uh)
Rampage (Yeah), I'm psychic, I can see shit
'Til the next millennium you not gon' be shit (Uh, yeah)
Scratch your name off the list (Uh), cut your wrist (Uh)
You know the issue (Uh), I'm official
When you die, none of yo' niggas is really gon' miss you (Miss you, miss you...)

[Hook: Busta Rhymes | Lord Have Mercy | Rah Digga]
Flipmode Squad! Here to drop bombs
Against all odds! Still remain gods
Grip your arms! We always come hard
The world is ours! Call a National Guard (Here we go)