Luyện nghe bài hát Star Quality

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

If I would've known that tonight was Ladie's
I would've stopped and swabbed my with the baby Whipe
In the van, hold your sorry little life in my
Watch me toss it in the sky and right for the stands
Battling me is like trying to your bike in the sand
I'ma eat one more helping, then I'm, whipping my
And you rappers, must hate the fact
That I walk in first class, have so much ladies gaspin' for
to catch 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 woman cashing my
take the compliment and pass on the sex

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

You hardcore, you soft more than Shamar Moore
In a tight sayin' Let's slow this train down ya'll
You hoes, spills a whole, lot of nothing
Got the nerve to Ox in the eye, you got it coming
While your nod her face to the beat, you tasting defeat
Whipping the waste from my cleets, between the space in your
'Erogation, features all hung down
That little dumb frown is 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 a little belligerent, isn't it?
Considerin' I'm belittling them, with little more then
My pad and my pen and my
it's your chorus scratching, or wack track blasting
Your whole to rapping, is ass crack backwards
Cats'll see me in the spot and act
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
Keep the people out scared, of making a sound
Thats our policy, we step out there on 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"

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 rockin' Captain Ego
Dadda, Shit, Ya Done Poppa'
There's only three reasons Ali would need a
One, to move the bowels, two, to the towels
Three, shave, shower, for my spiritual power

I can this, if my man Ant would just
Give me a chance to splatter some across his canvasses
Damage is unavoidable at this
I twist till they pop lock, too loud 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
Best that I do for you, is ignore you
'Cause I'd probably conquer you if I you
Words the Brother

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

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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