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From We Were Kings Soundtrack

(Come on)
Root to the
More bass than Bootsy
You me
Thats like Ali verses (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and
Devil's out
Can't be timed no swatch watch
Who I am, the Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man,
Add an extra bar as I spar literature
Taking kingdoms from
Winning more than the Moors

Hey, the deal?
I seen the Devil spar with
Mathematics was the key to set my race free
You might debate we, a
No harm 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 the Molly
Burgundy, rocking
Seen the fifth when Ali him
John Forte keep you locked in

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

[Lauryn
We used to bite bullets the pig-skin casing
Now we perfect like a gang of street masons (uh)
Scribe make connects
True architects (yeah)
Replace the last name 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 from God
Only war it's Jihad
See Ali in Zaire to reconnect 400 years
But we the people dark but equal love to such things
To the man who the fam' remember when we were kings

Blocks on (Block's on fire tonight)
Fiends higher (uh-huh)
Robbing 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 with too many liars)
Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah)
We need a Messiah (ah yeah come on)

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

[Ali Shaheed
Once the pen the pad it's danger
To I be no stranger
Step inside the ring and derange you (Come on)
I'm no comments
Everyone dispondent
Dejected, similiar to Liston
lists
Beat it,
My man is the greatest in this
To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative
Now listen, you can try and escape if you 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 coming

We sing Amazing Grace over two plate
One snake eyes 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 relate
I'm here when I make myself crystal
You fled to Cape when I laced you in Zaire
Tussle a lasso in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys from men in the jungle

[Busta
I remember when Clay flipped the script
Taking to Zimbabwe
Africans calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy)
It be the God stricken, God nutrition, stricken (ha)
that make you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your
Predicting ass whipping before my fights my nigga
be your last warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna ass until the morning
Marvellous finances provided by Mobutu
Special guests of honour the Archbishop Desmond Tutu
We the Rumble In The Jungle
To see who be the targeted to be the first to fall and fumble
Nuff blows they gettong thrown, like milestones
Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance chromosones
With the force of a warriors
When I your ass identify me as the lord victorious

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