Slogan that describes Ali's boxing style. Ali
used to shout it with his motivator Drew 'Bundini' Brown
When you come to the fight
Don't block the halls
And don't block the door
For y'all may go home
After round four
Cassius Clay before his bout vs. Archie Moore (1962)
King Liston will stay
Until he meets Cassius Clay
Moore fell in four
Liston in eight
Song about me
Clay comes out to meet Liston
And Liston starts to retreat
If Liston goes back any further
He'll end up in a ringside seat.
Clay swings with a left,
Clay swings with a right,
Look at young Cassius
Carry the fight.
Liston keeps backing
But there's not enough room
It's a matter of time.
There, Clay lowers the boom.
Now Clay swings with a right,
What a beautiful swing,
And the punch raises the bear,
Clear out of the ring.
Liston is still rising
And the ref wears a frown,
For he can't start counting,
Till Sonny comes down.
Now Liston disappears from view.
The crowd is getting frantic,
But our radar stations have picked him up.
He's somewhere over the Atlantic.
Who would have thought
When they came to the fight
That they'd witness the launching
Of a human satellite?
Yes, the crowd did not dream
When they laid down their money
That they would see
A total eclipse of the Sonny!
I am the greatest!
Cassius Clay before the first Liston-bout
World's Most Colorful Fighter: Cassius Clay
Der farbigste Boxer der Welt: Cassius Clay
Sonny Liston is great
But he'll fall in eight
Inscriptions of Cassius Clay's bus 'Big Red'.
With this bus he travelled around the states before his first bout against
Sonny Liston in 1964
Before his bout vs. Patterson in 1965
Keep asking, no matter how long
On the war in Vietnam I sing this song
I ain't got no quarrel with the Vietcong
Muhammad Ali (1966)
Clean out my cell
And take my tail to jail
'Cause better to be in jail fed
Than to be in Vietnam, dead
I've seen George Foreman shadow boxing and the shadow won.
You think the world was shocked when Nixon resigned?
Wait till I whup George Foremanís behind.
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
His hands canít hit what his eyes canít see
Now you see me, now you donít
George thinks he will, but I know he wonít.
I done wrassled with an alligator
I done tussled with a whale
Only last week I murdered a rock
Injured a stone, hospitalized a brick
Iím so mean I make medicine sick
Before the "Rumble in the Jungle" 1974
It will be a killer
And a chiller
And a thrilla
When I get the gorilla
Before the "Thrilla in Manila" 1975