Luyện nghe bài hát Star/Pointro

Get 'em up okay, yeah

Go all-star, and get down for
To the ladies in the house, we proud of
You got the, Roots crew the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

When that adrenaline get in they
It get 'em out on a quest for stardom, could be a mother problem
In Philly, Cincinnati, Los Angeles or
Kids call themselves let they hammers do the talkin'
Don't even know the of life, ain't seen a thing
And you dream of floodin' the with, yayo and greenery
But for now, you her with the heavy machinery
Wonder how, you lift it up, be 17
And like everybody he want to shine, brothers on the grind
Holdin' something in spine, "Bowling for Columbine"
Stressin' to me how it's all a dollar sign
Dig the way you out of line, out of and out of mind
Up against the clock and damn out of time
"The Tipping Point" has arrived, and that's the line
To all my that are stars, it's our time to shine
get 'em up high, c'mon

Go all-star, and get down for
To the ladies in the house, we of y'all
You got the, crew with the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

Go all-star, and get down for
To the ladies in the house, we of y'all
You got the, crew with the sound of course
High, 'em up high, okay

Yo, ain't it strange how the newspapers play the language
I'm deprogrammin' y'all with uncut slang
I know some peoples in the party and dangerous
Twist some cool champagne, I'm goin' through
A grown-ass man, I done paid my
Learn the rules homey, you could be one too
Niggas know, no tellin' what he gonna' do
But recognize young bro, do it for you
You know why? We're all stars and we highly
Hip-Hop, it's not pop like Kylie
If it bang, them busy brothers probably involved
In the game, where got a shottie to draw
I guess you a thug, you boss ballin' or what?
I call it man, I got the ladies fallin' in love
Cause handsome, intelligent, I'm all the above
I know you knew it the movement
Groove to it while you it up

Go all-star, and get for yours
To the ladies in the house, we of y'all
You got the, Roots crew with the of course
High, lift 'em up high,

Go all-star, and get for yours
To the in the house, we proud of y'all
You got the, Roots crew the sound of course
High, lift 'em up high,

Introducing the band you gotta see to
He got the mic in his hand, so keep the heat up your
It's Black Thought, he rockin' so the speakers'll bleed
I run a triathlon, you wouldn't see me
I'm a star, and maybe should cop something to be
Or trade some of y'all equipment in for something you
Cause it's a, lot of bullshit floodin' the
Where a star, and hot shit is few and far between
We lose the grip of what, garbage
Shorties want to be themselves, I know hard to be
Don't want to do the Ruben and come off less threatening
Keepin' it I'll kill you if you end up lettin' it
Ain't it blowin' mind how the game all in line
Now the best, to the rest, we fin' to end up it
I'd tell you that I was a veteran but evident
You act like you want it, you end up gettin' it

Go all-star, and get down for
To the in the house, we proud of y'all
You got the, Roots crew the sound of course
High, 'em up high, okay

Go all-star, and get down for
To the in the house, we proud of y'all
You got the, Roots crew with the of course
High, 'em up high, okay

Go all-star, and get down for
To the ladies in the house, we proud of
You got the, Roots crew the sound of course
High, 'em up high, okay

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