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Lori L. Foster is a best-selling American writer of over seventy romance novels as Lori Foster. She also writes Urban Fantasy novels using her first and middle initials, L.L. Foster.
She and her husband have 3 sons and a grandson. They live in rural Ohio, where they share their home with a multitude of animals.
Lori L. Foster married her high school sweetheart after they both graduated Northwest high school in 1977. She did not attend college. They settled in Ohio, and have three sons (all born in the early to mid-1980s).
She held various jobs as a saleslady, a grocery store clerk, and a Procter & Gamble material handler before having children and staying at home to raise them. She became enamored with the romance genre several years later, when she was sick at home with pneumonia, and her sister brought her a bag of romances to read. Within two years, she had a desire to write romances of her own. Five years after that, she had finished over ten manuscripts and finally sold one. Her first published novel was released by Harlequin in January 1996. Her second book launched the Harlequin Temptation Blaze series, and several years later she was also chosen to launch the Temptation Heat series. Since then she has written for several single title houses, including St. Martin's, Berkley, Kensington, and HQN. Foster has written articles for a variety of publications and, in the past, had a column in RWR on editor interviews.
Sir Noël Peirce Coward (16 December 1899 – 26 March 1973) was an English playwright, composer, director, actor and singer, known for his wit, flamboyance, and what Time magazine called "a sense of personal style, a combination of cheek and chic, pose and poise".
Born in Teddington, south-west London, Coward attended a dance academy in London as a child, making his professional stage début at the age of eleven. As a teenager he was introduced into the high society in which most of his plays would be set. Coward achieved enduring success as a playwright, publishing more than 50 plays from his teens onwards. Many of his works, such as Hay Fever, Private Lives, Design for Living, Present Laughter and Blithe Spirit, have remained in the regular theatre repertoire. He composed hundreds of songs, in addition to well over a dozen musical theatre works (including the operetta Bitter Sweet and comic revues), screenplays, poetry, several volumes of short stories, the novel Pomp and Circumstance, and a three-volume autobiography. Coward's stage and film acting and directing career spanned six decades, during which he starred in many of his own works.
[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
[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
[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"
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