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Ali by Ezri Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2012

[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