Star Quality Lyrics - Brother Ali

(Verse 1) 

Yo it's the Ox in the flesh, of course I'm fresh 

Yes, I'm livin for the funk like I was Lord Finesse 

Last night I screamed till I lost my voice I guess 

Had a few things left to get up off of my chest 

Like I'm, facing the fact that I'm not, what my mom wanted 

Only gold plaque that I got, had the Qu'Ran on it 

I fliped your eviction notice over, wrote a song on it 

Like to hear it, here it go, light your spirit, clear your soul 

If I would've known that tonight was Ladie's Night 

I would've stopped and swabbed my balls with the baby whipe 

In the van, Hold your sorry little life in my hand 

Watch me toss it in the sky and swing right for the stands 

Battling me is like trying to ride your bike in the sand 

I'ma eat one more helping, then I'm, whiping my hands 

And you frustrated rappers, must hate the fact 

That I walk in first class, have so much ladies gaspin for breath 

Tryin to catch me, with the ass and the chest 

I ain't tryin to be rude lady, I'm just passin a test 

Got enough hastle and stress, with one woman cashing my cheques 

I'll take the compliment and pass on the sex 

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(Chorus) 

We like 

Brother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get down 

Come, straight to your town, vibrating the ground 

Keep the people out there scared, of making a sound 

Thats our policy, we step out there on Star Quality 

Brother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get down 

Come, straight to your town, vibrating the ground 

Keep the people out there scared, of making a sound 

Thats our policy, we step out there 

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(Verse 2) 

You ain't hardcore, you soft more than Shamar Moore 

In a tight shirt sayin 'Let's slow this train down ya'll' 

You stink hoes, spills a whole, lot of nothing 

Got the nerve to look Ox in the eye, you got it coming 

While your woman nod her face to the beat, you tasting defeat 

Whiping the waste from my cleets, between the space in your teeth 

Erogation, facial features all hung down 

That little dumb frown is perfect for salt water to run down 

Talk harder to some clowns, cause they need it rough 

Make sure they never sleeping deep enough to dream of beating me, what 

My styles a little belligerent, isn't it? 

Considerin that Im belittling them, with little more then 

My pad and my pen and my sediments 

Weither its your chorus scratching, or wack track blasting, 

Your whole approach to rapping, is ass crack backwards 

Cats'll see me in the spot and act salty 

Stressing you save hip hop, you can't even save a wack party 

(Chorus) 

We like 

Brother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get down 

Come, straight to your town, vibrating the ground 

Keep the people out there scared, of making a sound 

Thats our policy, we step out there on Star Quality 

Brother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get down 

Come, straight to your town, vibrating the ground 

Keep the people out there scared, of making a sound 

Thats 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 Vinegar 

Few try to sit me down, they missing limbs and 

I got nothing on, but a lifestyle, black tuxedo 

An Arethra Franklin record, and Im rockin Captain Ego like 

'Dun Dadda, Shit, Ya Done Poppa' 

There's only three reasons Ali would need a Ramada 

One; to move the bowels, two; to steal the towels 

Three; Shave, shower, pray for my spiritual power 

I can handle this, if my man Ant would just 

Give me a chance to splatter some antics across his canvisses 

Damage is unavoidable at this point 

I twist joints till they pop lock, too loud and get ya knot rocked(?) 

Im too proud to let you hop scotch through 

The section of the Earth that I occupy, without making you testify 

Best that I could do for you, is ingore you 

Cause Id probably conquer you if I explore you 

Words from the Brother. 

(Chorus) 

We like 

Brother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get down 

Come, straight to your town, vibrating the ground 

Keep the people out there scared, of making a sound 

Thats our policy, we step out there on Star Quality 

Brother Brother Brother, how ya making 'em get down 

Come, straight to your town, vibrating the ground 

Keep the people out there scared, of making a sound 

Thats 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"