Brother Ali - Star Quality lyrics

Yo it's the Ahk 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 Qur'an on it
I flipped 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 Ladies' Night
I would've stopped and swabbed my
Balls with the baby wipe 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'mma eat one more helping, then I'm
Wiping my hands and you frustrated rappers
Must hate the fact that I walk in First Ave
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 checks
I'll take the compliment and pass on the sex

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

You ain't hardcore
You soft more than Shemar 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 Ahk 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
Irrigate your 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 I'm belittling them
With little more then
My pad and my pen and my sentiments
Weither it's 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

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

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"

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 I'm rockin Captain Ego like
'Dun Dadda, shit get done proper
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 ignore you
Cause, I'd probably conquer you
If I explore you words from the Brother

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

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"