Luyện nghe bài hát Star/Pointro

Get '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 with the sound of course
High, 'em up high, okay

that adrenaline get in they system
It get 'em out on a for stardom, could be a mother fuckin' problem
In Philly, Cincinnati, Los or Harlem
Kids call themselves killers let hammers do the talkin'
Don't even know the meaning of life, ain't seen a
And you dream of floodin' the with, yayo and greenery
But for now, you stickin' her with the machinery
how, you lift it up, be only 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 peoples are stars, it's our time to shine
get 'em up high, c'mon

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

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, 'em up high, okay

Yo, it strange how the newspapers play with the language
I'm deprogrammin' with uncut slang shit
I know some peoples in the armed and dangerous
some cool champagne, I'm goin' through changes
A grown-ass man, I paid my dues
Learn the rules homey, you could be one too
Niggas know, ain't no what he gonna' do
But recognize young bro, do it for you
You why? We're all stars and we highly evolved
Hip-Hop, it's not pop like Kylie
If it bang, them busy brothers probably involved
In the game, where everybody got a to draw
I you probably 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 it it's the movement
Groove to it you doin' it up

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

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

the band you gotta see to believe
He got the mic in his hand, so keep the heat up sleeve
It's Black Thought, he rockin' sharp so the bleed
I run a triathlon, you wouldn't see me
I'm a star, and maybe y'all cop something to be
Or trade some of y'all in for something you need
it's a, lot of bullshit floodin' the scene
Where everybody's a star, and hot is few and far between
We lose the grip of what, garbage
Shorties want to be themselves, I know hard to be
Don't to do the Ruben Studdard and come off less threatening
it real I'll kill you if you end up lettin' it
Ain't it blowin' your 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 you want it, you gonna' end up gettin' it

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

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

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

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