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From When We Kings Soundtrack

(Come on)
Root to the
bass than Bootsy Collins
You me
Thats like Ali verses (a-ha)
act, stand back and watch
Devil's out
Can't be timed with no swatch
Who I am, the black
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man,
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
Mathematics was the key to set my whole free
You might we, a refugee
No hurt me
Dying, thirsty the struggle
To my own hustle
On the low, woe is me
To show the Free Bob
The righteous Asiatic
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 enough to knock you out with Mic fitness
blistered from holding the mics tight
Some say it's fright
Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm take away your breath
The bell rings and now it's just a daily
Yo, you saw my
You can see this (The winner)
Eh, you know we're from
L-Booie and Clef the trainers, promote the throw

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

Blocks on fire (Block's on tonight)
getting higher (uh-huh)
Robbing collar
(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 dealing too many liars)
Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah)
We a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah come on)

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

Shaheed Muhammad]
Once the pen hits the pad it's
To this I be no
Step 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 still the in this
To hell with Frazier about that negative shit
Now listen, you can try and escape if you to
But ask yourself, who the hell you run to
Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to
Fugees, Tribe, Busta forever coming through

We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar
One snake eyes like Jake The Snake
Many lies put up for
our sins at the Great Lakes
You and I see eye to eye
So therefore we relate
I'm here when I make myself crystal
You fled to Fear when I laced you in Zaire
Tussle a lasso in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys from men in the concrete

Rhymes]
I remember when Cassius Clay the script
trips to Zimbabwe
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 'bout to you and your sister
Predicting every ass whipping before my fights my
This be your last warning once you walk past the
Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass the morning
Marvellous finances by Joseph Mobutu
Special guests of honour like the Desmond Tutu
We the Rumble In The Jungle
To see who be the uncle to be the first to fall and fumble
Nuff blows they gettong thrown, solid milestones
Internally up niggas, imbalance your chromosones
With the of a thousnad warriors
When I bust your ass identify me as the lord

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 too many liars)
From to Zaire (You're a star)
We need a Messiah