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Viewing Lyrics for Rumble In The Jungle:

Artist:Jean Wyclef
Taken from the album Assorted by Jean Wyclef
Album:Assorted
Track:Rumble In The Jungle
 
Date Added:27/04/2015
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Lyrics:(feat. Busta Rhymes, John Forte, Lauryn Hill)

[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 s--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

[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 aaa whipping before my fights my n---a
This be your last
warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna lock aaa 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 n---as, imbalance your chromosones
With the force of a thousnad
warriors
When I bust your aaa 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)
We need a ghetto Messiah
 


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Shunned from the light
Born into darkness never knowing
Infant enshrined
Spawn of the
alter, crush mankind

[Pre-chorus:]
Never will they see you lurking in my
shadow
Unbenine the hands of god
Nummified existence, knower of the
wicked
Prophesizing flesh of me
Daemon call thee ancient, travel unto Satan
Bring a
forth the blood red sea

Evil seed, injected
Daemon freed, the calling
Demon
Lord, master
Satan spawn, the Caco-Daemon

[Chorus:]
Stan spawn, the
Caco-Daemon
Stan spawn, the Caco-Daemon
Stan spawn, the Caco-Daemon
Stan spawn, the
Caco-Daemon

Pulled back through time
Existence of god you're never knowing
Evil
unwind
Exit the womb, your life is mine

[Repeat pre-chorus,
chorus]

[Lead: Eric

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