Against All Odds

(Verse 1)

I debated to enter; knowin' I would be
An Earl Boykins playin’ the center
Never came in the game to receive a 38-minute lecture
'Bout takin’ my style & makin’ it better
I refuse to let a Canadian-bred punk
‘Trickle down’ my spine like a Reagan agenda
‘Propagate’ his lies like he’s ‘raising a fence up’
Even if you’re famous, guess what?
You’rе messin’ with a Cad Bane & a Cayde-6
All wrappеd up in the mainframe of the Avengers
With a ‘good will hunting’ daemons (Damon) in the winter
Usin’ iridium Fate-killing blades from the Winchesters
A ‘supernatural’ but dangerous effect
That’s gonna make all the rappers
In the world around me ‘fraid to spit
And hate MX, a baccalaureate who never did have a ‘major’ Problem when the universe would throw a ‘major’ fit
Like trying to get in shape, but can’t fit in because
Too many attempt to aim for ‘slim’
And wanna go make a hit with Strange & Tech
But lack the basic step to hit the gym (Jim)
Like Jerry Lawler did in ‘98, it’s better to escape
My ink will (Inkwell) cause entanglements & break up kids like Jada Smith!

(Interlude)

(Are you okay, you sick?
I’m good, thanks! Just got carried away a bit!
Best be on my way (weigh) like I step on scales! No time to waste!)

(Verse 2)

Welcome to the main event! I mean business, no sob-story leverage
No “Oh, poor me!” benefits
No callin’ up Lori Laughlin for collagen (college-in), but not medicine (Ha, get it?)
Feel the paroxysm of the Metallica rock rhythm in the menagerie
Mumble rap? It doesn’t belong in this
Yet, you idiots are giving it all that you got like investing into Madoff’s vision!
Me and Tecca Nina are the topic you never bring up
The number one prerogative is keepin’ your gossiping shut
And reducin’ your loquacity-muck and pomposity 'cause
You been hoggin’ up audible conduits with your blabbity-blah!
When I go higher, I can see from the top!
But when you go higher (hire), McDonald’s is offering jobs
How you gonna hold a candle to us when you holding a grudge
And your Rocket Power's Nickelodeon’s stuff?
I’m trained in the Art of Kanly and Bene Gesserit learning
I wait in the shadows to break you down with molecular metallurgy
I will ‘step on your stage’ because I’m known to be ‘disconcerting’ (diss concerting)
Spitting a ‘multi-verse’, even Kang the Conqueror’s kept in worry
If you don’t treat your ‘honey well’ like it’s home-defense alerting
They will leave and never ‘warn’ (Warne) you like Elizabeth Hurley
And then you’ll have to ‘stomach the hit’ like if Kesha was burping
To comprehend the previous minute and thirty!
G Rap taught me that as long as I drop Jordan-level ballin’ stats
No rapper’s thought can fit a body bag big enough for me
So choke on that!
Best to get Pepto Bismol for this end-all act
This’ll be hard to ‘top’ like a walkin’ acrobat
Carryin’ Ali’s punching bags
What did you expect walkin’ down the outlaw ave’?
When there is nothing ‘left’ like a missed Southpaw jab
Go ahead, improv the Tex-Saw massacre
And increase the odd chance
You couldn’t summon police if you played 'Roxanne'
You might wanna holster those gun bars
'Cause the only ‘shell’ you can fight with here helps you ‘withdraw’ fast!
Listen, big boy
First, you bit me, and now you bitcoin
While you fat-shame 50 w/ your Internet noise
I build my ‘Brand’ up like when Andy left Troy
In the movie Goonies, backin’ out’s the best choice
You say, “I owe what?” (Iowa) like it was Des Moines
You’re a slave to self-doubt
I’m in your head now, so pay the 'invoice'
Competition’s canceled, all of you get DESTROYED!
Strikin’ w/ anonymous thunderclap
That’ll make ‘Thor burn’ quicker than R.A. The Rugged Man
Your flow is slower than the speeder bikes in Book of Boba Fett
I’m drivin’ you ‘into darkness’, you’re rollin’ over the edge
Like Benedict Cumberbatch, we known a rider (Winona Ryder) we see one
They callin’ me “the Doctor Strange of Things” when I wrote the page
Rappers are thrown away (a way) like an option
'Cause I don’t hit below the waist (waste)!
When I’m ‘shining’, I can ‘overlook’ a city square
I’ll let ‘a cute pair annoy ya’ (acute paranoia)
So I can bet that you’re ‘pretty scared’
Similar to an arrhythmia, I hard (heart) to beat
And when there ain’t a defibrillator, ‘no body’s CLEAR!
You’re ‘playing with fire', but there's no risky flare
'Cause all you drop is Kevin ‘Federlines’, Britney Spears
My 24 is Jack Bauer, the end is near
Your 24 is Ashanti with empty chairs!
I’ll subtract the minus, give you all a pure L (Purell) like it’s sanitizer
If the judges pick me, use the Craftsman pliers
I’m Olympic flame and you’re just camping fire
Putting out the heat, but it’s so watered down
You’re inner-wack perspires
And you ‘tread’ on thin ice to be bad, ‘retire’
Like replacing a wheel, putting X over Y you compete, that divides us!
“He’s the best of the worst when he freestyles
He’s staring at the computer every 3 seconds to read files!”
You’re miles out of my elite league, pal
Like observing the waters of Egypt, it’s made you 'senile'
My flow goes up while yours ‘streams down’
Like a perma-banned Twitch gamer and you freak out
And I’m a byproduct (buy product) of what you would 'never purchase' in a beef aisle
You don’t wanna ‘meet’ now!
When you’re in my world, you’re put in (Putin) your place
It’s not what you catch, but rather what you crane (Ukraine)
And how you lift up others during Doomsday
Let this mic coulter (Mike Colter) your brain like Luke Cage
I’m the ‘bulletproof’ of evidence while the naysayers chug Kool-Aid
Other MCs blew (blue) harder than Duke games
Y’all breathe Wuhan, I breathe Wu-Tang
MX got this, y’all can lose, thanks!

(HOOK)

I’m Against All Odds!
Gotta do what I gotta do to make it in the game just to make a name
For myself just to make a change, ain’t no time for a little break
Or I’ll trip and fall!
And never pursue what I wanna do, if I ever let you get in my head, then my dream is dead, but instead, Imma push till the very end even if

I’m Against All Odds!
Gotta do what I gotta do to make it in the game just to make a name
For myself just to make a change, ain’t no time for a little break
Or I’ll trip and fall!
And never pursue what I wanna do, if I ever let you get in my head, then my dream is dead, but instead, Imma push till the very end even if

I’m Against All Odds!