Luyện nghe bài hát Star/Pointro

Get 'em up high okay,

Go all-star, and get for yours
To the in the house, we proud of y'all
You got the, crew with the sound of course
High, 'em up high, okay

that adrenaline get in they system
It get 'em out on a for stardom, could be a mother fuckin' problem
In Philly, Cincinnati, Los or Harlem
Kids call themselves killers let they hammers do the
Don't even know the meaning of life, ain't seen a
And you dream of floodin' the scenery with, and greenery
But for now, you stickin' her the heavy machinery
Wonder how, you it up, be only 17
And like he want to shine, young brothers on the grind
Holdin' in their spine, "Bowling for Columbine"
Stressin' to me how all about a dollar sign
Dig the way you out of line, out of and out of mind
Up against the clock and damn near out of
"The Tipping Point" has arrived, and that's the line
To all my peoples that are stars, it's our to shine
get 'em up high, c'mon

Go all-star, and get for yours
To the in the house, we proud of y'all
You got the, crew with the sound of course
High, 'em up high, okay

Go all-star, and get for yours
To the ladies in the house, we proud of
You got the, Roots with the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

Yo, ain't it strange how the newspapers play with the
I'm deprogrammin' y'all with uncut shit
I some peoples in the party armed and dangerous
Twist some cool champagne, I'm goin' through
A grown-ass man, I paid my dues
Learn the rules lil' homey, you be one too
Niggas know, ain't no tellin' he gonna' do
But recognize bro, I'mma do it for you
You know why? We're all and we highly evolved
Hip-Hop, it's not pop like Minogue
If it bang, them gettin' busy brothers involved
In the game, where everybody got a shottie to
I guess you probably a thug, you ballin' or what?
I can't call it man, I got the ladies fallin' in
Cause handsome, intelligent, I'm all the above
I know you it it's the movement
Groove to it while you it up

Go all-star, and get down for
To the ladies in the house, we proud of
You got the, Roots with the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

Go all-star, and get for yours
To the ladies in the house, we proud of
You got the, Roots crew the sound of course
High, 'em up high, okay

Introducing the band you gotta see to
He got the mic in his hand, so keep the heat up sleeve
It's Black Thought, he rockin' sharp so the bleed
I run a triathlon, you see me fatigued
I'm a star, and maybe y'all cop something to be
Or trade some of y'all in for something you need
Cause it's a, lot of bullshit the scene
Where everybody's a star, and hot is few and far between
We lose the of what, garbage mean
Shorties want to be themselves, I know it's to be
Don't want to do the Ruben Studdard and come off less
Keepin' it I'll kill you if you end up lettin' it
Ain't it your mind how the game all in line
Now the best, to the rest, we fin' to end up it
I'd you that I was a veteran but it's evident
You act like you want it, you gonna' end up it

Go all-star, and get down for
To the ladies in the house, we of y'all
You got the, crew with the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

Go all-star, and get down for
To the ladies in the house, we proud of
You got the, Roots with the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

Go all-star, and get for yours
To the ladies in the house, we of y'all
You got the, Roots crew the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

is a star