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 Lord
night I screamed till I lost my voice I guess
Had a few things to get up off of my chest
Like I'm, facing the fact that I'm not, my mom wanted
Only plaque that I got, had the Qu'Ran on it
I your eviction notice over, wrote a song on it
to hear it, here it go, light your spirit, clear your soul

If I would've that tonight was Ladie's Night
I would've stopped and swabbed my with the baby Whipe
In the van, hold your sorry little in my hand
Watch me it in the sky and swing right 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, must hate the
That I walk in first class, have so much ladies for breath
Tryin' to me, with the ass and the chest
I ain't to be rude lady, I'm just passin' a test
Got enough hustle and stress, one woman cashing my cheques
I'll the compliment and pass on the sex

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

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

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

Brother brother, how ya making 'em get down
Come, straight to your town, vibrating the
Keep the people out scared, of making a sound
Thats our policy, we step out there on Star
Brother, Brother, brother, how ya making 'em get
Come, straight to your town, vibrating the
the people out there scared, of making a sound
Thats our policy, we 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 pounds of and vinegar
Few try to sit me down, they missing and
I got nothing on, but a lifestyle, black
An Aretha Franklin record, and I'm Captain Ego like
Dadda, Shit, Ya Done Poppa'
There's only three reasons Ali need a Ramada
One, to the bowels, two, to steal the towels
Three, shave, shower, pray for my spiritual

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

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