And his power would flash like the famous smile itself, and - boom - art was born of chaos. His glove would appear from out of nowhere to play with his opponent’s mind. Came to get crunk Came to bring life Came to get it started Came to get it right Turn down the music Turn up my mics When will you niggaz learn. He was elusive and lurking, in sync with fighting’s great instincts. Cant be touched Cant be stopped Cant be moved Cant be rocked Cant be shook We hot When will you niggaz learn. From Madison Square Garden to Atlantic City and beyond, from junior middleweight all the way to heavyweight, from Pensacola to the 1988 games to an “Uncivil War,” Junior was a ghost in there. Under the ring lights Jones was right at home. “Can’t be touched, can’t be stopped, can’t be moved, can’t be rocked, can’t be shook.”
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