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From When We Were Kings

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

Hey, the deal?
I seen the Devil with Allah
Mathematics was the key to set my whole race
You debate we, a refugee
No harm me
Dying, thirsty the struggle
To my own hustle
On the low, woe is me
To the Free Bob right
The righteous thinker
Satan rob light
Civilised like the
Burgundy, wildy
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 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 Q-Borough
L-Booie and Clef the trainers, promote the throw

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We used to bite bullets with the casing
Now we perfect like a gang of street masons (uh)
Scribe make connects
True pyramid (yeah)
Replace the last name the X (X)
The got a God complex
But take the text and the picture
Watch Muhammad the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures
orders from only God
Only war when Jihad
See Ali appears in to reconnect 400 years
But we the people dark but equal love to such things
To the man who made the fam' remember when we kings

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

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

[Ali Shaheed
Once the pen hits the pad it's
To this I be no
inside the ring and I'll derange you (Come on)
I'm no comments
Everyone dispondent
Dejected, rejected to Liston
Catching
Beat it,
My man is still the in this
To hell with Frazier yappin' that negative shit
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 coming through

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

[Busta
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, stricken (ha)
Blow that make you feel you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and sister
Predicting ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This be last warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and gonna lock ass until the morning
finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
Special guests of like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu
We the Rumble In The Jungle
To see who be the uncle to be the first to fall and fumble
Nuff blows gettong thrown, like solid milestones
Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your
the force of a thousnad warriors
When I bust your ass identify me as the victorious

on fire (You're a star)
(Blocks on fire)
Fiends getting (You're a star)
Robbing blue (You're a star)
(Yeah rob blue 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 too many liars)
Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star)
We need a ghetto