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Lyrics for Rumble In The Jungle by A Tribe Called Quest:
| | | Artist: | A Tribe Called Quest |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Rumble In The Jungle | | | | Date Added: | 24/10/2007 | | Views: | 422 | | | | Lyrics: | [wyclef]
(come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than bootsy collins
You
verses me
Thats like ali verses foreman (a-ha)
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
[forte]
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
Civilised like the molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth when ali clocked
him
John forte will keep you locked in
[q-tip]
People all
around
You got to recognise 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
[lauryn hill]
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
(x)
The man's got a god complex
But take the text and change the picture
Watch
muhammad play the messenger like holy muslim 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 (block's on fire tonight)
Fiends getting higher
(uh-huh)
Robbing blue collar
(hey yo we rob them blue collars)
Killing for a
dollar (stick 'em up)
Youths get tired (ali ah yeah)
We're dealing with them liars
(ali ah yeah)
(we're dealing with too many liars)
From brooklyn to zaire (uh-huh ah
yeah)
We need a ghetto messiah (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
[ali shaheed
muhammad]
Once the pen hits the pad it's danger
To this i be no stranger
Step
inside the ring and i'll derange you (come on)
I'm hearing no comments
Everyone looks
dispondent
Dejected, rejected similiar to liston
Catching lists
Beat it,
sonny
My man is still the greatest in this
To hell with frazier yappin' about that
negative shit
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
[prazwell]
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
Seperate boys
from men in the concrete jungle
[busta rhymes]
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 ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This be your last
warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and foreman gonna lock ass until the morning
/>
Marvellous finances provided by joseph mobutu
Special guests of honour 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 gettong thrown, like solid
milestones
Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your chromosones
With the force of
a thousnad warriors
When i bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious
Blocks on fire (you're a star)
(blocks on fire)
Fiends getting higher (you're a
star)
Robbing blue collar (you're a star)
(yeah rob them blue collars)
Killing
for a dollar (you're a star)
Youths get tired (you're a star)
(youths getting
tired)
We're dealing with them liars (you're a star)
(we're dealing with too many
liars)
From brooklyn to zaire (you're a star)
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