[Intro] Tragedy Khadafi.. Mahdi! Against All Odds.. For all my thugs in the struggle Feel me on this yo.. [Verse 1] Yo Velvet garments, gun holster
till I reached them bars And I earned the doorag gem stars and keloid scars For y'all [Chorus: Tragedy Khadafi] Total vengeance Prisoners doing life sentence To all
[Intro] All my niggas out there Let me tell y'all niggas one thing As we move into this motherfuckin future Shit is gonna get realer, shit is gonna get
we all major Yo, +Noreaga a.k.a. Nore-faker+ Beat biter, rhyme style taker Animaniac get clapped with foul gat +Send you're whole skeleton back to Iraq+ [Chorus] [Tragedy
Tragedy Khadafi! The Foul Mahdi! Life's a bitch - we open her up like C-sections Pour liquor on the asphalt for my dogs restin' It's foul sport - you
pain i spit out On the day we rest may our souls be free I aint mad cuz this world made a cole like me I forgive her cuz my mother gave us all she could
literature in pure dosage From a landscape of Kuwait - Jakes and vultures Too many of us lose focus Due to the fact that we're all just a bunch of soldiers
mind state We all tryin' to escape - clappin' at the jakes(pap) The holy wars - my soul be inside of yours For all my niggas who brawl - locked behind the walls For all
to what... nah'mean? All of my niggas growin' up strugglin' - word I see y'all out there - live ya life, man, stick your chest out, against all odds,
think(Fort Greene) huh What makes you think you could fuck with my niggaz (Tompkens) What makes you think you could fuck with their figures [Tragedy Khadafi
