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Rumble In The Jungle (From "When We Were Kings")

The Academy Allstars2013年9月7日

Rumble In The Jungle (From "When We Were Kings") 歌詞

Rumble in the Jungle - 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 j***d

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

 

With the force of a thousand warriors

When I bust your a** identify

Me as the lord victorious

Blocks on fire fiends getting higher

(You're a star blocks on fire you're a star)

Robbing blue collar killing for a dollar

You're a star yeah rob them

Blue collars you're a star

Youths get tired we're dealing with them liars

You're a star youths getting tired

You're a star

 

We're dealing with too many liars

From Brooklyn to Zaire

Blocks on fire

Fiends getting higher

Robbing blue collar

Killing for a dollar

 

Youths get tired