Luyện nghe bài hát Star Quality

Yo it's the Ox in the flesh, of I'm fresh
Yes, I'm livin' for the funk like I was Finesse
night I screamed till I lost my voice I guess
Had a few things left to get up off of my
Like I'm, facing the fact I'm not, what my mom wanted
gold plaque that I got, had the Qu'Ran on it
I flipped your notice over, wrote a song on it
Like to hear it, here it go, light spirit, clear your soul

If I would've known that was Ladie's Night
I would've stopped and swabbed my balls with the Whipe
In the van, hold sorry little life in my hand
Watch me toss it in the sky and swing for the stands
Battling me is like trying to your bike in the sand
I'ma eat one helping, then I'm, whipping my hands
And you frustrated rappers, hate the fact
That I walk in class, have so much ladies gaspin' for breath
Tryin' to me, with the ass and the chest
I tryin' to be rude lady, I'm just passin' a test
Got enough hustle and stress, with one cashing my cheques
I'll the compliment and pass on the sex

We
brother brother, how ya making 'em get down
Come, straight to town, vibrating the ground
Keep the people out scared, of making a sound
our policy, we step out there on Star Quality
Brother, Brother, brother, how ya making 'em get
Come, straight to your town, the ground
Keep the people out there scared, of a sound
our policy, we step out there

You ain't hardcore, you soft more than Shamar
In a tight shirt sayin' Let's this train down ya'll
You hoes, spills a whole, lot of nothing
Got the to look Ox in the eye, you got it coming
your woman nod her face to the beat, you tasting defeat
Whipping the waste from my cleets, between the in your teeth
'Erogation, facial features all down
That little frown is perfect for salt water to run down

harder to some clowns, cause they need it rough
Make sure they never deep enough to dream of beating me, what
My a little belligerent, isn't it?
Considerin' that I'm belittling them, with more then
My pad and my pen and my
it's your chorus scratching, or wack track blasting
Your approach to rapping, is ass crack backwards
see me in the spot and act salty
Stressing you save Hip-Hop, you can't save a wack party

Brother brother brother, how ya 'em get down
Come, to your town, vibrating the ground
Keep the people out there scared, of a sound
our policy, we step out there on Star Quality
Brother, Brother, brother, how ya making 'em get
Come, straight to your town, vibrating the
Keep the people out there scared, of making a
our policy, we step out there

And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"

Brother Ali is two hundred, fifty of piss and vinegar
Few try to sit me down, missing limbs and
I got nothing on, but a lifestyle, black
An Aretha Franklin record, and I'm rockin' Captain Ego
'Dun Dadda, Shit, Ya Poppa'
There's three reasons Ali would need a Ramada
One, to move the bowels, two, to steal the
Three, shave, shower, pray for my spiritual

I can handle this, if my man Ant just
Give me a chance to splatter some antics across his
Damage is unavoidable at point
I twist joints till they pop lock, too and get ya knot rocked
I'm too proud to let you hop through
The section of the earth that I occupy, making you testify
that I could do for you, is ignore you
'Cause I'd probably you if I explore you
Words the Brother

Brother brother brother, how ya making 'em get
Come, straight to your town, the ground
Keep the people out there scared, of making a
Thats our policy, we step out there on Star
Brother, Brother, brother, how ya making 'em get
Come, to your town, vibrating the ground
Keep the people out there scared, of making a
our policy, we step out there

And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"
And the say
"Oh ah hey, oh ah hah"

Oh ah hey, oh ah hah
Oh ah hey, oh ah hah
Oh ah hey, oh ah hah
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