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From When We Kings Soundtrack

(Come on)
Root to the
More bass than Collins
You me
Thats like Ali Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and
time out
Can't be timed with no watch
Who I am, the black
zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an bar as I spar with literature
Taking kingdoms from
Winning more wars the Moors

Hey, what's the
I seen the Devil spar Allah
Mathematics was the key to set my whole free
You might debate we, a
No hurt me
Dying, thirsty the struggle
To my own bubble
On the low, woe is me
To show the Free Bob
The righteous Asiatic
Satan rob light
Civilised like the
Burgundy, rocking
the fifth when Ali clocked him
John Forte will keep you in

People all
You got to recognise and
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out Mic fitness
Hands blistered from the mics tight
say it's fright night
Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your
The rings and now it's just a daily operation
Yo, you saw my
You can see occupation (The winner)
Eh, you know we're Q-Borough
L-Booie and Clef the trainers, Prazwell promote the

Hill]
We used to bite bullets with the pig-skin
Now we perfect slang like a gang of masons (uh)
check make connects
True architects (yeah)
Replace the last with the X (X)
The got a God complex
But take the text and the picture
Watch play the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures
Take from only God
Only war when Jihad
See Ali in Zaire to reconnect 400 years
But we the people dark but give love to such things
To the man who made the fam' remember we were kings

Blocks on (Block's on fire tonight)
getting higher (uh-huh)
Robbing blue
(Hey yo we rob blue collars)
Killing for a (Stick 'em up)
Youths get (Ali ah yeah)
We're dealing them liars (Ali ah yeah)
(We're with too many liars)
From Brooklyn to (uh-huh ah yeah)
We need a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah on)

Send me an in the morning, baby
me an angel in the morning, darling
Send me Muhammad in the morning,
Send me an angel in the morning,

[Ali Muhammad]
Once the pen the pad it's danger
To I be no stranger
inside the ring and I'll derange you (Come on)
I'm hearing no
Everyone looks
Dejected, similiar to Liston
Catching
Beat it,
My man is the greatest in this
To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative
Now listen, you can try and if you want to
But ask yourself, who the you gonna run to
Like Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to
Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever through

We sing Amazing Grace two dollar plate
One roll snake eyes like The Snake
lies put up for stakes
Wash our at the Great Lakes
You and I see eye to eye
So we cannot relate
I'm here when I make myself clear
You fled to Cape when I laced you in Zaire
Tussle a lasso in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys from men in the jungle

Rhymes]
I remember when Cassius Clay the script
Taking to Zimbabwe
started calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy)
It be the God stricken, God nutrition, lightly (ha)
that make you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to you and your sister
every ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This be your last warning once you walk past the
Ali and gonna lock ass until the morning
Marvellous provided by Joseph Mobutu
Special guests of honour like the Archbishop Desmond
We watched the In The Jungle
To see who be the targeted to be the first to fall and fumble
blows they gettong thrown, like solid milestones
Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your
With the force of a thousnad
I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious

Blocks on (You're a star)
(Blocks on fire)
getting higher (You're a star)
Robbing collar (You're a star)
(Yeah rob them collars)
for a dollar (You're a star)
Youths get (You're a star)
(Youths tired)
We're dealing with liars (You're a star)
(We're dealing with too liars)
From Brooklyn to (You're a star)
We need a ghetto