Brother Ali - Star Quality Lyrics
"[Verse 1]Yo it's the Ox in the flesh, of course I'm freshYes, I'm livin for the funk like I was Lord FinesseLast night I screamed till I lost my voice I guessHad a few things left to get up off of my chestLike I'm, facing the fact that I'm not, what my mom wantedOnly gold plaque that I got, had the Qu'Ran on itI fliped your eviction notice over, wrote a song on itLike to hear it, here it go, light your spirit, clear your soulIf I would've known that tonight was Ladie's NightI would've stopped and swabbed my balls with the baby whipeIn the van, Hold your sorry little life in my handWatch me toss it in the sky and swing right for the standsBattling me is like trying to ride your bike in the sandI'ma eat one more helping, then I'm, whiping my handsAnd you frustrated rappers, must hate the factThat I walk in first class, have so much ladies gaspin for breathTryin to catch me, with the ass and the chestI ain't tryin to be rude lady, I'm just passin a testGot enough hastle and stress, with one woman cashing my chequesI'll take the compliment and pass on the sex[Chorus]We likeBrother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get downCome, straight to your town, vibrating the groundKeep the people out there scared, of making a soundThats our policy, we step out there on Star QualityBrother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get downCome, straight to your town, vibrating the groundKeep the people out there scared, of making a soundThats our policy, we step out there[Verse 2]You ain't hardcore, you soft more than Shamar MooreIn a tight shirt sayin 'Let's slow this train down ya'll'You stink hoes, spills a whole, lot of nothingGot the nerve to look Ox in the eye, you got it comingWhile your woman nod her face to the beat, you tasting defeatWhiping the waste from my cleets, between the space in your teethErogation, facial features all hung downThat little dumb frown is perfect for salt water to run downTalk harder to some clowns, cause they need it roughMake sure they never sleeping deep enough to dream of beating me, whatMy styles a little belligerent, isn't it?Considerin that Im belittling them, with little more thenMy pad and my pen and my sedimentsWeither its your chorus scratching, or wack track blasting,Your whole approach to rapping, is ass crack backwardsCats'll see me in the spot and act saltyStressing you save hip hop, you can't even save a wack party[Chorus]We likeBrother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get downCome, straight to your town, vibrating the groundKeep the people out there scared, of making a soundThats our policy, we step out there on Star QualityBrother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get downCome, straight to your town, vibrating the groundKeep the people out there scared, of making a soundThats our policy, we step out there[Chorus 2]And the preachers say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"And the choir say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"And the preachers say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"And the choir say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"[Verse 3]Brother Ali is Two Hundred, Fifty Pounds of Piss and VinegarFew try to sit me down, they missing limbs andI got nothing on, but a lifestyle, black tuxedoAn Arethra Franklin record, and Im rockin Captain Ego like'Dun Dadda, Shit, Ya Done Poppa'There's only three reasons Ali would need a RamadaOne; to move the bowels, two; to steal the towelsThree; Shave, shower, pray for my spiritual powerI can handle this, if my man Ant would justGive me a chance to splatter some antics across his canvissesDamage is unavoidable at this pointI twist joints till they pop lock, too loud and get ya knot rocked(?)Im too proud to let you hop scotch throughThe section of the Earth that I occupy, without making you testifyBest that I could do for you, is ingore youCause Id probably conquer you if I explore youWords from the Brother.[Chorus]We likeBrother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get downCome, straight to your town, vibrating the groundKeep the people out there scared, of making a soundThats our policy, we step out there on Star QualityBrother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get downCome, straight to your town, vibrating the groundKeep the people out there scared, of making a soundThats our policy, we step out there[Chorus 2]And the preachers say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"And the choir say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"And the preachers say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"And the choir say"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah"[Outro]"Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah""Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah""Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah""Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah""Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah""Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah""Oh Ah Hey, Oh Ah Hah""
