Beat The Odds Video (MV)

New day, same shit, on the block
Boy, screaming free all the dogs
Told the bitch, 'just wait', 'have faith'
She ain't even know, I beat the odds
Everyday that I'm back on the road
Gotta' pray, 'cus them days is getting long
All these drugs I take, make me lose my mind
Ain't no telling where it's gone
Did what I did
Said what I said
Never take it back
Roaches in the fridge
Is what it is
Junkies in the back
Got some money, now she say she love me
But I knew that shit was cap
Drop a couple tracks, FEDs up on my ass
All I do is rap
F*ck the opps, always ducking tops
But we spinning all week
'Love don't cost a thing', bitch you tripping
Swear to god, it ain't cheap
Opps be linking up with opps
Why? I know all them niggas weak
That nigga lost his life
Why? 'Cus he had cold feet
Wont look to the sky no more
Wont cry no more
That nigga kick with the dogs
But he ain't come around, 'cus he don't slide no more
Found out the love was fake
Fake from the start
So you ain't gotta' lie no more
That nigga caught him a ssh
And caught him a ssh
He wanna' fry some more
New day, same shit, on the block
Boy, screaming free all the dogs
Told the bitch, 'just wait', 'have faith'
She ain't even know, I beat the odds
Everyday that I'm back on the road
Gotta' pray, 'cus them days is getting long
All these drugs I take, make me lose my mind
Ain't no telling where it's gone
Hop out the cut get smoked (!)
You can lose your life in this shit
Boy, ain't a game or a joke
Gunshot, back of ya' head
Murder is all that she wrote
Gunshot, back of ya' head
Murder is all that she wrote
Gunshot, back of ya' head
Murder is all that she wrote
Gunshot, back of ya' head
Murder is all that she wrote