Rumble in the Jungle (From "When We Were Kings") - The Academy Allstars (Come on) Root to the fruit more Bass than Bootsy Collins You verses me that's Like Ali verses Foreman (Aha) God's act stand back and watch Devil's time out Can't be timed with no swatch watch Who I am The black Abraham Zunga zunga zang yellow man Vietnam Add an extra bar as I spar with literature Taking kingdoms from tsars Winning more wars than the Moors Hey what's the deal I seen The Devil spar with Allah Mathematics was the key to set My whole race free You might debate we a refugee No harm hurt me dying thirsty From the struggle To my own hustle bubble on the low Woe is me To show the Free Bob right The righteous Asiatic thinker While Satan rob light civilized like the Molly Burgundy wildy rocking seen the fifth When Ali clocked him John Forte will keep you locked in People all around you got to Recognize and witness The Mister who swift enough to knock You out with Mic fitness Hands blistered from holding the mics tight Some say it's fright night Well throw the R after the F 'cause I'm gonna take away your breath The bell rings and now it's just a daily operation Yo you saw my lubrication You can see this occupation (The winner) Eh you know we're from Q-Borough L-Booie and Clef the trainers Prazwell promote the throw We used to bite bullets with the pig skin casing Now we perfect slang like a gang of street masons (Uh) Scribe check make connects true pyramid architects (Yeah) Replace the last name with the X The man's got a God complex (X) But take the text and change the picture Watch Muhammad play the Messenger like Holy M****m scriptures Take orders from only God Only war when it's Jihad See Ali appears in Zaire to Reconnect 400 years But we the people dark but Equal give love to such things To the man who made the fam' Remember when we were kings Blocks on fire fiends getting higher (Block's on fire tonight uh huh) Robbing blue collar killing for a dollar (Hey yo we rob them blue collars stick 'em up) Youths get tired we're dealing with them liars Ali ah yeah Ali ah yeah we're Dealing with too many liars From Brooklyn to Zaire we Need a ghetto Messiah (Uh huh ah yeah ah yeah come on) Send me an angel in the morning baby Send me an angel in the morning darling Send me Muhammad in the morning baby Send me an angel in the morning Darling Once the pen hits the pad it's danger To this I be no stranger Step inside the ring and I'll derange you I'm hearing no comments (Come on) Everyone looks despondent dejected Rejected similar to Liston Catching lists beat it sonny my man is Still the greatest in this To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative sh*t Now listen you can try and escape if you want to But ask yourself who the hell you gonna run to Like Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to Fugees Tribe Busta Rhymes Forever coming through We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar plate One roll snake eyes like Jake The Snake Many lies put up for stakes wash our Sins at the Great Lakes You and I cannot see eye to eye So therefore we cannot relate I'm here when I make myself crystal clear You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in Zaire Tussle with a lasso in the Royal Rumble Separate boys from men in the concrete jungle I remember when Cassius Clay Flipped the script taking trips To Zimbabwe Africans started calling The God Ali Bumbaye (So bwoy) It be the God stricken God nutrition Lightly stricken (Ha) Blow that make you feel like You was poison bitten Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you And your sister Predicting every a** whipping Before my fights my ni**a This be your last warning once you Walk past the doorman Ali and Foreman gonna lock a** until the morning Marvelous finances provided By Joseph Mobutu Special guests of honor like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu We watched the Rumble In The Jungle To see who be the targeted uncle to Be the first to fall and fumble Nuff blows they getting thrown Like solid milestones Internally shaking up niggas Imbalance your chromosomes 404

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