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From When We Were Kings

(Come on)
Root to the
More than Bootsy Collins
You me
Thats like Ali Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, back and watch
Devil's out
be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the Abraham
Zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I with literature
kingdoms from tsars
Winning wars than the Moors

Hey, what's the
I seen the Devil spar with
was the key to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a
No harm me
Dying, from the struggle
To my own bubble
On the low, woe is me
To show the Free Bob
The righteous thinker
While rob light
Civilised like the
Burgundy, wildy
Seen the fifth when Ali him
John Forte will 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 tight
Some say it's night
Well throw the R after the F I'm gonna take away your breath
The bell rings and now it's just a daily
Yo, you saw my
You can see occupation (The winner)
Eh, you know we're from
L-Booie and Clef the trainers, promote the throw

Hill]
We used to bite bullets with the casing
Now we perfect slang a gang of street masons (uh)
Scribe check connects
pyramid architects (yeah)
Replace the last name the X (X)
The man's got a God
But take the text and change the
Watch Muhammad play the messenger like Holy scriptures
Take orders only God
Only war when Jihad
See Ali appears in Zaire to reconnect 400
But we the people dark but equal give to such things
To the man who made the fam' remember we were kings

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

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

Shaheed Muhammad]
Once the pen hits the pad danger
To I be no stranger
Step inside the ring and I'll you (Come on)
I'm no comments
looks dispondent
Dejected, similiar to Liston
Catching
it, sonny
My man is still the in this
To with Frazier yappin' about that negative shit
Now listen, you can try and if you want to
But ask yourself, who the you gonna run to
Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to
Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever coming

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

[Busta
I remember Cassius Clay flipped the script
Taking trips to
Africans calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy)
It be the God stricken, God nutrition, stricken (ha)
Blow make you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm to blister you and your sister
every ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This be your warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna ass until the morning
Marvellous finances by Joseph Mobutu
guests of honour like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu
We watched the Rumble In The
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 of a thousnad warriors
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 them liars (You're a star)
(We're with too many liars)
Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star)
We need a ghetto