| Song | Muhammad Ali - Radio Edit |
| Artist | Faithless |
| Album | Forever Faithless - The Greatest Hits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rollo/Maxi Jazz/Sister Bliss | |
| If all you keep hearing it so long you will see me as a super | |
| star and you'll have time to waste with your minions and tink | |
| I see your face in front of me, | |
| Still grainy from that old black and white TV | |
| My whole family silenced, | |
| Watching you shape destiny with your 2 hands, | |
| Faster than the eye can see... | |
| Mesmerizing | |
| You know what skinny lickle me started to struggle, | |
| 10 years old suddenly bold | |
| Cause I resolved to live like my hero in the ring... | |
| Be smart never give an inch, No retreating | |
| an I racked up respect from teachers, Red Necks | |
| And creatures who attack in a pack like insects. | |
| Never seen the like not before or | |
| Since, a young prince | |
| An I remain convinced of his invincibility | |
| Athletic agility, virility, | |
| Still a free spirit, forever through eternity | |
| stingin' like a bee... | |
| Mr Muhammed Ali. | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| Your achievements defy belief from the belly of the beast Rising like yeast, | |
| yo, My release from low self esteem | |
| Came when I saw you rapping on my TV screen. | |
| Float like a butterfly, | |
| That describes my walk to school after fight night | |
| I felt so cool cause I was the greatest too, | |
| Love of self born simply out of love for you, | |
| And I knew that someday people would love me too. | |
| None of that hecklin' about my black skin got through, | |
| I would walk barefoot through hell for you, | |
| It's how I felt back then an still do, so will you | |
| accept these humble words of praise, | |
| And my gratitude for those glorious days | |
| And meritorious ways instilled in the a young mind. | |
| Skill sublime, | |
| yours to mine! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! |
| zuo qu : Rollo Maxi Jazz Sister Bliss | |
| If all you keep hearing it so long you will see me as a super | |
| star and you' ll have time to waste with your minions and tink | |
| I see your face in front of me, | |
| Still grainy from that old black and white TV | |
| My whole family silenced, | |
| Watching you shape destiny with your 2 hands, | |
| Faster than the eye can see... | |
| Mesmerizing | |
| You know what skinny lickle me started to struggle, | |
| 10 years old suddenly bold | |
| Cause I resolved to live like my hero in the ring... | |
| Be smart never give an inch, No retreating | |
| an I racked up respect from teachers, Red Necks | |
| And creatures who attack in a pack like insects. | |
| Never seen the like not before or | |
| Since, a young prince | |
| An I remain convinced of his invincibility | |
| Athletic agility, virility, | |
| Still a free spirit, forever through eternity | |
| stingin' like a bee... | |
| Mr Muhammed Ali. | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| Your achievements defy belief from the belly of the beast Rising like yeast, | |
| yo, My release from low self esteem | |
| Came when I saw you rapping on my TV screen. | |
| Float like a butterfly, | |
| That describes my walk to school after fight night | |
| I felt so cool cause I was the greatest too, | |
| Love of self born simply out of love for you, | |
| And I knew that someday people would love me too. | |
| None of that hecklin' about my black skin got through, | |
| I would walk barefoot through hell for you, | |
| It' s how I felt back then an still do, so will you | |
| accept these humble words of praise, | |
| And my gratitude for those glorious days | |
| And meritorious ways instilled in the a young mind. | |
| Skill sublime, | |
| yours to mine! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! |
| zuò qǔ : Rollo Maxi Jazz Sister Bliss | |
| If all you keep hearing it so long you will see me as a super | |
| star and you' ll have time to waste with your minions and tink | |
| I see your face in front of me, | |
| Still grainy from that old black and white TV | |
| My whole family silenced, | |
| Watching you shape destiny with your 2 hands, | |
| Faster than the eye can see... | |
| Mesmerizing | |
| You know what skinny lickle me started to struggle, | |
| 10 years old suddenly bold | |
| Cause I resolved to live like my hero in the ring... | |
| Be smart never give an inch, No retreating | |
| an I racked up respect from teachers, Red Necks | |
| And creatures who attack in a pack like insects. | |
| Never seen the like not before or | |
| Since, a young prince | |
| An I remain convinced of his invincibility | |
| Athletic agility, virility, | |
| Still a free spirit, forever through eternity | |
| stingin' like a bee... | |
| Mr Muhammed Ali. | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| Your achievements defy belief from the belly of the beast Rising like yeast, | |
| yo, My release from low self esteem | |
| Came when I saw you rapping on my TV screen. | |
| Float like a butterfly, | |
| That describes my walk to school after fight night | |
| I felt so cool cause I was the greatest too, | |
| Love of self born simply out of love for you, | |
| And I knew that someday people would love me too. | |
| None of that hecklin' about my black skin got through, | |
| I would walk barefoot through hell for you, | |
| It' s how I felt back then an still do, so will you | |
| accept these humble words of praise, | |
| And my gratitude for those glorious days | |
| And meritorious ways instilled in the a young mind. | |
| Skill sublime, | |
| yours to mine! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! | |
| I want to know who you are! |