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From When We Were Soundtrack

(Come on)
Root to the
bass than Bootsy Collins
You me
Thats Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand and watch
Devil's out
be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man,
Add an extra bar as I spar literature
Taking from tsars
Winning more than the Moors

Hey, the deal?
I seen the Devil spar Allah
Mathematics was the key to set my race free
You debate we, a refugee
No harm me
Dying, thirsty from the
To my own hustle
On the low, woe is me
To the Free Bob right
The righteous thinker
While Satan rob
Civilised the Molly
Burgundy, rocking
Seen the when Ali clocked him
Forte will keep you locked in

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

Hill]
We used to bite bullets the pig-skin casing
Now we perfect slang like a of street masons (uh)
Scribe check make
True pyramid (yeah)
Replace the name with the X (X)
The got a God complex
But take the text and change the
Muhammad play the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures
Take orders only God
war when it's Jihad
See Ali in Zaire to reconnect 400 years
But we the people but equal give love to such things
To the man who made the remember when we were kings

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

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

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

We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar
One roll snake eyes like Jake The
Many lies put up for
Wash our sins at the Great
You and I see eye to eye
So therefore we cannot
I'm here when I make myself crystal
You fled to Cape Fear when I you in Zaire
Tussle a lasso in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys from men in the jungle

Rhymes]
I remember when Clay flipped the script
Taking trips to
Africans started calling the God Ali (so bwoy)
It be the God stricken, God nutrition, lightly (ha)
Blow that you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your
Predicting every ass whipping my fights my nigga
This be your last warning once you past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass the morning
finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
Special guests of honour the Archbishop Desmond Tutu
We the Rumble In The Jungle
To see who be the targeted uncle to be the to fall and fumble
Nuff blows they gettong thrown, like milestones
shaking up niggas, imbalance your chromosones
With the force of a thousnad
When I bust your ass identify me as the victorious

on fire (You're a star)
(Blocks on fire)
Fiends higher (You're a star)
Robbing collar (You're a star)
(Yeah rob blue collars)
Killing for a (You're a star)
get tired (You're a star)
(Youths tired)
We're dealing with liars (You're a star)
(We're with too many liars)
Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star)
We a ghetto Messiah