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

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

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

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

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

Brother brother, how ya making 'em get down
Come, to your town, vibrating the ground
the people out there 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
Keep the people out there scared, of a sound
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 pounds of piss and
Few try to sit me down, they limbs and
I got on, but a lifestyle, black tuxedo
An Aretha Franklin record, and I'm Captain Ego like
'Dun Dadda, Shit, Ya Poppa'
There's only three reasons Ali would a Ramada
One, to move the bowels, two, to steal the
Three, shave, shower, pray for my power

I can this, if my man Ant would just
Give me a to splatter some antics across his canvasses
is unavoidable at this point
I joints till they pop lock, too loud and get ya knot rocked
I'm too to let you hop scotch through
The section of the earth I occupy, without making you testify
Best that I do for you, is ignore you
I'd probably conquer you if I explore you
Words the Brother

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

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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