BADASS HIP HOP ALI

Muhammad Ali (ex Cassius Clay), el deportista con más carisma maradoniano que Maradona mismo y la badass attitude que lo llevó a ser el número uno. ¡No te mueras nunca!

Fragmento de la peli When We Were Kings (1996).

Sus palabras, abajo (in english)

I’m young, I’m handsome, I’m fast, I’m pretty and can’t possibly be beat(en).

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(Antes de pelear con George Foreman -el de las parrillas de venta televisiva- en Zaire, y de ganarle contra todos los pronósticos excepto el propio).

It is befitting that I leave the game just like I came in, beating a big bad monster who knocks out everybody and no one can whup him. That’s when that little Cassius Clay from Louisville, Kentucky, came up and stop Sonny Liston: the man who annihilated Floyd Patterson twice. HE WAS GONNA KILL ME! But he hit harder than George. His reach is longer than George’s. He’s a better boxer than George. And I’m better now than I was when you saw that 22-year old undeveloped kid running from Sonny Liston. I’m experienced now, professional. Jaws been broke, been knocked down a couple of times, I’m bad! Been chopping trees. I’ve done something new for this fight: I’ve wrestled with an alligator. That’s right. I have wrestled with an alligator. I done tussled with a whale. I have handcuffed lightning, thrown thunder in jail. That’s bad! Only last week I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalised a brick! I’m so mean I make medicine sick! (en versito hip hopero)

Don King: Bad dude!

Bad! Fast! Fast! Fast! Last night I cut the light off in my bedroom, hit the switch… was in the bed before the room was dark.