Wale — Cassius Excellency

[Intro: Muhammad Ali] (Incredible) Fast! (Incredible) And you, George Foreman All of you chumps are gonna bow when I whoop him All of ya! I know you got him, I know you got him picked But the man's in trouble I'ma show YOU how GREAT I AM! [Verse 1] Hold up! Black excellence, I be rappin' it differently, uh Tell Howard Cosell I’m Howard Hughes with this rapping thing? (uh) Underrated from Chocolate City with all the flavor My bitches ball like I'm Q. McCall, they Sanaa Lathan Black excellence, we depart from the negative, boy Black denim that keep a knot like a pessimist, boy Black niggas hate black niggas, that's evident so Keep black windows with masked niggas that never miss, boy Charles Manson to celebrate it, somebody save us Dr. Sebi was really curing what people gave us I'm a beacon of what you become if you got passion I feel like Ali, but feel like I be with all the cash is Never could reach the masses Label said I'm too deep and I told them people that's frownin' Blacks executed for movin' around And maybe I think too deep, but I think it be for this brown skin Pro-black isn't anti-white But how we act like we don't see no tiki torches at night, ya dig? Pro-black isn't anti-white But if a Nazi try me, catch these Ali hands on sight, ya dig? Dig [Interlude: Jimmy Jacobs] He's young, he's handsome. He's a poet, a prophet And many people believe he'll be the next heavyweight champion of the world [Verse 2] Uh, yeah, boy Yeah, black excellence, a young perfectionist White America's fear is intelligent men with melanin Uh, rap effortless, son of African immigrants Every baguete is packed like I'm 'bout to "psh, psh" with anyone You a field nigga, posing as real nigga An Uncle Tom that can sorta rhyme so they deal with ya With me, I see through it The honorable Wale Folarin, Cassius, Muhammad, Sonny Liston you lil' niggas Say my name (Olu) now say my name (Olu) Tell the ref to lift up my fist, Mr. Heyman, pay me my loot Black excellence, uh, black Lexus that I Never drive it, ride me if you get the drift I'm the underdog, they don't talk about what I've done The odds seven-to-one, the seventh bell, you'll be done I talk how I talk, I'm walking that walk Could never fight for a country that want me to fall, nah Exiled for a short minute when Zyla was born I beef with her mama literally was throwin' me off But I'm back, that's my word, if he back Then I be in the speedback, and go "brrrrt", yeah, a gat with the words Black excellence, chocolate city, bitch I'm on the phone with Coon and Tak talkin' a milly, bitch Just a correctional, cut the message off really quick No pressure, impressive, despite they effort, hit 'em again You have a collect call from (Wale!) Double M and DCR and I'ma rep my dog, yeah Nah, y'all never catch my vibes I mean I write it, I really write it, I'm still southpaw Awkward, lefty, introvert, it's hard to get near me That's why I'm in interviews high because I be highly defensive For real, I'm black and I'm proud, no walkin' me down We shockin' the world again, let me get to that album Bruh [Outro: Muhammad Ali & Wale] I shook up the world! And I'm the greatest thing that ever lived! Black excellence I'm king of the world! I upset Sonny Liston Black excellence I must be the greatest Black excellence I shook up the world! You must listen to me, I am incredible! Alright, ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentleman, I must tell you this... Say my name, Olu (Olu, Olu)