Ali

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[Muhammad Ali] I have wrestled with an alligator I done tussled with a whale I done handcuffed lighting - thrown thunder in jail (That's bad) Only last week I murdered a rock injured a stone hospitalized a brick - I'm so mean I make medicine sick Fast- fast [Ezri: Verse 1] I'm on a roll - people can't believe he's not butter bro You bust a flow and then it leads to where the gutter go Underground, how's the weather, is it comfortable? Probably not, stop - don't even give it another go You a square dog - what are we playing Tetris? They want war and Ezri's a very aggressive veteran Yes, they've been testing me - they must be taught a lesson For stressing me As I successfully carry out my blessing Not the realest I ever wrote - but it was clever though Meanwhile, your music barely passes for acceptable C+ recess - don't play with me just yet - you sweet yes, Reeses pieces Don't stress over that he says/she says mess Just strive to succeed and be the best that you can be We blessed - come with me Success if within arm reaches Best believe this - I wouldn't tell a fib You can beat Ezzy? That's something you shouldn't tell a kid Don't get your hopes up, better learn the ropes Because I'm getting in the ring and I'm swinging like Sammy Sosa So suds, yo I'm clean with the lyrics - this is a cuisine you've gotta Lean just to hear it Games full of mean, wicked spirits And you won't make a team if you fear it The bomb? Yeah - we're it I'm flyer than a turd, you probably wouldn't get it - okay I'm flyer than a bird - you so elementary - the rapper of the century - just fulfilling my destiny I have every recipe for these musical recipes Yeah these musical melodies - get me greener like celery Ezri's on point like a referred Run away like a refugee - I get cake I'm a chef, you see I'm a hero everybody is screaming "please rescue me" I'm an animal - I just proved it with these last bars I'm a beast I belong in Madagascar - You couldn't catch me if you were racing in NASCAR I'm on fire like Ricky Bobby without a fast car Backseat driver - you control nothing Right now the booth is hotter than a stove oven I came to Pump It Up just like Joe Budden And I'mma do it, I swear - but there ain't no cussing I've been flowing for about two minutes now And I'mma go It's too good to finish now You should diminish now - my flow is replenished now Plan on throwing something in - better go get a towel Aim straight - and make sure the throws perfect - If its worth it Ray will grab that tech and start Nerfin I eat them up I'm burping You washed up I'm surfing - got bars and jewelry I'm waiting for the verdict You're nothing but broke, I'm nothing but dope You'll get your throat cut trying to be cutthroat So be you - Instead of Mr. Me Too Uou got a history too - Go do whatever we do And its pretty understandable After all, I'm the man - got a lot of fans and ball like Juwanna Man I've got a plan - ask your daughter and your momma, man I see through you haters its kind of like a sonogram I bring that ultrasound- my dogs are all around- and we're causing trouble You might want to call the pound Ring, ring we've got a few mutts loose Yeah - they off the chain so they probably got cut loose You suck My flow is cold enough toMake you go and grab your duck boots Running amok Good luck? Who you wishing luck to? I'm working hard and running amok Your music so 2D - they point I've been picked last by bad kids who skip class I had to get past all of that riff-raff I'm good, All I need is a Skittle and a pop You drop garbage, you be littering a lot Its a shame that you think Sizzle when it drops But it ain't gon doesn't read - like its illiterate You living life without giving a "f" you're living a lie Decipher my last bar I'm fit for business, but you, you're missing a tie I've got a flow that you can skip rocks over And it's my very own like its October So kick rocks HOVA You can get glaucoma (Glock-coma) I come with more punch lines when its crunchtime Yo, I serve more class clowns than a lunch-time Can't think of a greater way to vent My music has been on-hold like a lay-away They marvel at me They know I call so I'll let the beat fade away
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- Ezri