When We Were Kings

These Africans make all of us ugly.
Sucker, look at you!
You out, sucker.
Ali, boma ye!
(All chant) Ali, boma ye!
Ali, boma ye!
Ali, boma ye!
That mean kill him!
(Foreman) When I walk
down the street kids follow me

screaming "George Foreman, bumba yu"
er, "boma ye", yeah.
And that hasn't...
I don't think that's so nice.

I'd like, if they have anything
to say about me they could say

"George Foreman loves Africa"
or "George Foreman loves being here"

not "George Foreman, kill him,"
I don't like that.

(Ali) Boma ye!
(Men) Boma ye!

(Ali) George Foreman.
(Men) Boma ye! Boma ye!

(Men cheer)
- There he is!
- Boma ye!

Sucker, you wasn't nothing!
Even they understand English.
(Bowens' translator)
'We were all for Muhammad Ali.

'Foreman? We didn't know him.
'Foreman said "Why?
'"I'm black,
blacker than Muhammad Ali.

'"Why all this bias?"
'Yes, Muhammad Ali, he was lighter,
'but he was a real person,
he was genuine.

'Muhammad Ali could have been
even lighter-skinned

'but for us
he was defending the good cause,

'for Africans and the whole world.'
Watch this, seven punches.
I'm gonna fight for the prestige,
not for me
but to uplift my little brothers

who are sleeping
on concrete floors today in America.

Black people living on welfare,
who can't eat,

Black people who don't know no
knowledge of themselves or no future.

I wanna win my title and walk down
the alleys with the wine-heads,