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Against all odds de Tupac Shakur

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10 de diciembre de 2011

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"Against All Odds" de Tupac Shakur es una canción que aparece en su álbum póstumo "The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory", lanzado bajo su alias Makaveli. Dada la intensidad y la naturaleza combativa del tema, es un reflejo visceral de los conflictos personales y profesionales que enfrentó Tupac antes de su muerte.

La letra está impregnada de un tono desafiante y acusador, donde Tupac no solo aborda a individuos específicos sino también aspectos más amplios del mundo del rap. Desde el inicio, con la referencia al "21 gun salute", una señal militar de honor, se establece un ambiente solemne pero lleno de determinación y lucha.

Tupac menciona a varios rivales por nombre, como Nas, Mobb Deep y Puff Daddy (P. Diddy), dejando claro que tiene cuentas pendientes con cada uno de ellos. El verso "Este pequeño nigga llamado Nas piensa que vive como yo" cuestiona la autenticidad del rapero Nas comparándola con su propia experiencia, sugiriendo que otros artistas imitan sus vivencias sin haberlas experimentado realmente.

Otro aspecto clave es su mención a Dr. Dre y Biggie Smalls (Notorious B.I.G.), acentuando las rivalidades en el seno del rap y cómo estas tensiones moldearon buena parte del contexto cultural durante los años 90. La frase "Todo está ahora terminado" transmite una sensación de cierre definitivo a estos conflictos percibidos.

Tupac utiliza este tema para desahogar sus frustraciones acumuladas vis-à-vis la industria musical. Declara vehementemente su compromiso con la verdad a pesar de las adversidades ("Esto sería la verdadera mierda que alguna vez escribí"). Las acusaciones sobre traiciones y falsas lealtades son recurrentes, destacándose en versos como “touch one of mine, on everything I own I'll destroy everything you touch” transmitiendo un mensaje inequívoco: cualquier ataque personal será respondido con represalias severas.

La canción adquiere tintes casi ritualísticos cuando habla directamente al Creador: "Lord, listen to me." Implora justicia divina contra aquellos a quienes considera fraudulentos o enemigos ficticios, enfatizando una creencia en un orden moral superior donde las acciones serán eventualmente recompensadas o castigadas.

Musicalmente hablando, aprovecha una producción simple pero efectiva para resaltar aún más el contenido lírico cargado emocionalmente. No obstante ello contribuye al impacto crudo que buscan generar tanto sus palabras como el ritmo pesado subyacente.

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Interpretación del significado de la letra realizada con IA.

21 gun salute
one love
one thug
one nation
21 gun salute
dressed in fatigues
black jeans and boots
disappear in the crowd
all you seen was troops
this little nigga named nas
think he live like me
talk about how he left the hospital
took five like me
you living fanatasies
i reject your deposit
we shook dre punk ass
now we out of the closet
mobb deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
next time grown folks talkin'
nigga close your mouth
peep me
i take this war shit deeply
i see too many real playas fall
to let you's bitch niggas beat me
puffy, lets be honest
you a punk
or you would see me with gloves
remember that shit you said in vibe
about me being a thug
you can tell the people you roll with
whatever you want
but, you and i know
whats going on
pay back
i knew you bitch niggas from way back
witness me strapped with macs
knew i wouldn't play that
all you old rappers trying to advance
its all over now
take it like a man
niggas looking like
larry holms flabby and sick
(lookat de la soul!)
trying to playa hate on my shit
big, eat a fat dick
let it be known this is how you made me
love it how i got you niggas crazy'
Chorus

i hope my true mutha-fuckas know
this be the realist shit i ever wrote
against all odds
in the studio
getting blowed
this be the truest shit i ever spoke
against all odds

i heard he was light skined, stocky
with a haitian accent
(say his name, now)
jewelry, fast cars and he's known for flashing
(whats his name)
listen while i take you back
(nigga, say his name!)
and lace this rap
a real live tale
about a snitch named hatian jack
knew he was working for the feds
(i knew it!)
same crime different trail
niggas picture what he said
(snitch)
and did i mention
promised a payback
till he hits me
in due time
i knew you bitch niggas was listening
the world is mine
set me up
wet me up
niggas stuck me up
(i'm back, i'm baaack)
heard the guns bust
but you tricks never shut me up
touch one of mine
on everything i own
i'll destroy everything you touch
play the game nigga
all out warfare
eye for an eye
last words to a bitch nigga
why you lie?
now you gotta watch your back nigga
watch your front
here we come gunshots to deck
now you stuck
fuck the rap game nigga
nigga this
so believe me
we enemies
i go against all odds
(trick made niggas, ain't no peers)

puffy getting robbed like a bitch.
to hide that fact,
he did some shit he shouldn't of did.
(you know what)
so he ride for that
and that nigga that was for with me,
resting dead,
switching sides,
guess his new friends wanted him dead.
probably be murdered for this shit that i said
i bring the real.
be a legend breathing or dead.
lord, listen to me.
god don't like ugly,
it was written.
yo nas, your whole damn style is bitten.
(you sound like rakim, man)
you heard my melody,
read about my life in the papers.
all my run ins with authorities(trick!),
felonious capers (punk!)
now you want to live my life.
so what's a hassa, nas.
niggas that don't rhyme right,
seen too many movies.
load him up against the wall,
close his eyes.
since you lie, you die. goodbye!
let the real live niggas hear the truth from me.
what would you do if you was me.
against all odds

21 gun salute
one love to my true thug niggas
(outlaw, outlaw!)
21 gun salute to my niggas that died in the line of duty
represent to the fullest,
being souljas with military minds that played the rules of the game.
21 gun salute
i salute you my niggas.
stay strong - i ride for you, i rhyme for you,
i roll for you, it's all for you.
to all you bitch made niggas - i'm comin for you
against all odds.
i don't care who the fuck you is, nigga.
you touch me, i'm at you.
i know you motha fuckas didn't think i forgot.
hell nah i ain't forgot nigga, i just remembered what you told me.
said don't go to war unless my money right.
aight, i got my money right, now i want war.

Letra traducida a Español

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