When I Was A Boy,

I Got A Burlap Sack, Put A Brick In The Middle, And Filled It With Rags, Corncobs, Some Spanish Moss, And Sand. I Hung That Sack Off The Branch Of An Oak Tree. I'd Wrap My Hands With A Necktie Of My Daddy's And Punch At It. My Mom Gave Me An Hour A Day. My Brothers And Sisters Said, "nah." I Said, "you'll See."

Life Doesn't Run Away From Nobody. Life Runs At People.

Ali Kept Calling Me Ugly, But I Never Thought Of Myself As Being Any Uglier Than Him, I Have 11 Babies, Somebody Thought I Was Cute.

Since I Was A Boy Of Five Or Six, I Had It In My Mind I Would Be A World Boxing Champion.

The Way I Fight, It's Not Me Beatin' The Man. I Make The Man Whip Himself.