When We Were Kings
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1:21:01
# The man's got a God complex
1:21:03
# But take the text
change the picture

1:21:04
# Watch Muhammad play the messenger
like holy Moslem scripture

1:21:07
# Take orders from only God
only one when it's jihad

1:21:09
# See Ali appears in Zaire
to reconnect 400 years

1:21:12
# But we're the people
dark but equal

1:21:13
# Give love to such things
1:21:15
# For the man who made the fam'
remember when we were kings

1:21:17
# Block's on fire
1:21:20
# Flames getting higher
1:21:22
# Robbin' blue collar
1:21:25
# Killin' for a dollar
1:21:27
# Youths get tired
1:21:30
# We're dealin' with them liars
1:21:33
# From Brooklyn to Zaire
1:21:36
# We need a ghetto messiah
1:21:39
# Send me an angel
in the morning, baby

1:21:44
# Send me an angel
in the morning, darling

1:21:50
# Send me Muhammad
in the morning, baby

1:21:55
# Send me an angel
in the morning, darling

1:22:00
# Once the pen hits the pad
it's danger

1:22:02
# To this I'll be no stranger
1:22:03
# Step inside the ring
and I'll derange you

1:22:05
# I'm hearing no comments
everyone looks despondent

1:22:08
# Dejected, rejected
similar to Liston catching licks

1:22:11
# Beat it, Sonny, my man
is still the greatest in history

1:22:13
# To hell with Frazier,
yapping about that negative shit

1:22:16
# Now, listen, you can try
and escape if you want to

1:22:19
# But ask yourself
who the hell you gonna run to?

1:22:22
# Like Sade Abu
you got a punch that I can sleep to

1:22:24
# Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes
forever coming through

1:22:27
# You sing Amazing Grace
over two dollar plates

1:22:29
# One roll, snake-eyes,
like Jake the Snake

1:22:32
# Many lies, put up for stakes,
wash our sins at the Great Lakes

1:22:35
# You and I cannot see eye-to-eye
so therefore we can't relate

1:22:38
# I'm here
when I make myself crystal clear

1:22:40
# You fled to Cape Fear
when I aced you up in Zaire

1:22:43
# Tussle with a lasso
in the Royal Rumble

1:22:45
# Separate boys from men
in the concrete jungle

1:22:48
# I remember when Cassius Clay
flipped the script

1:22:50
# Taking trips to Zimbabwe
1:22:52
# Africans started calling the God
Ali, boma ye!

1:22:55
# It be the God stricken,
God nutrition, lightly stricken

1:22:58
# Blow that make you feel
like you was poison bitten


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