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From We Were Kings Soundtrack

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

Hey, what's the
I seen the Devil with Allah
was the key to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a
No hurt me
Dying, from the struggle
To my own hustle
On the low, woe is me
To show the Free Bob
The righteous Asiatic
Satan rob light
Civilised the Molly
Burgundy, wildy
the fifth when Ali clocked him
John Forte keep you locked in

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

[Lauryn
We to bite bullets with the pig-skin casing
Now we perfect slang like a gang of street (uh)
Scribe check make
True pyramid (yeah)
the last name with the X (X)
The got a God complex
But the text and change the picture
Watch Muhammad play the messenger Holy Muslim scriptures
Take orders from God
Only war it's 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 when we were

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

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

[Ali Shaheed
the pen hits the pad it's danger
To this I be no
Step inside the and I'll derange you (Come on)
I'm no comments
Everyone dispondent
Dejected, rejected 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
Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to
Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever through

We sing Amazing over two dollar plate
One roll snake eyes like The Snake
Many put up for stakes
Wash our at the Great Lakes
You and I see eye to eye
So we cannot relate
I'm here when I myself crystal clear
You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in
Tussle with a in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys men in the concrete jungle

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

Blocks on (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)
Youths get (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 Messiah