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Steve Biko (Stir It Up)

Linden Boulevard represent, represent

A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent

When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant

My favorite jam back in the day was Eric B. for PresidentRude boy composer step to me, you're over

Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra

MC short and black, there ain't no other

Trini-born black like Mia Long's grandmotherTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto

Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow

Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?

The five-foot Assassin knockin' fleas off his collarHip-hop scholar since bein knee-high to a duck

The height of Mugsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck

Better ask somebody on how we flip the script

Come to a tribe show and watch the three kids ripQueens is in the house represent, represent

A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent

No tamin' of the style 'cuz it gets irreverent

A Tribe Called Quest represent, representHere we go, you know that I'm the rebel

Throwin' out the wicked like God did the Devil

Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me

We in like that, you're dead like PresleyWhen we comin' through, get tickets to see me

We work for the paper so there'll never be a preemie

Lyrics are abundant 'cuz we got it by the mass

Egos are all idle 'cuz the music is the taskValenzuela on the pitch, curve ball, catch it

I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it

Right now I must move with the quickness

Here comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witnessStir it up

Stir it up

Stir it up

Steve BikoStir it up

Stir it up

Stir it up

Steve BikoNew York City represent, represent

A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent

The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent

A Tribe Called Quest represent, representMCs like to meddle but here's my proposition

I let my lyrics flow and jumped your whole position

I'm radical with this like the man this song is after

Your tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from cryin'

So much goin' on, people killin', people dyin'

But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental

Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumentalI take it back, I'm the Indian giver

MCs take notes as I stand and deliver

Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest

While they dodgin' bullets, you should be dodgin' QuestDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte

I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele

Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo

Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like TattooOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head

Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else

Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind

Just clean out all of your ears

These are my views and you will find thatWe revolutionize over the kick and the snare

The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear

Soon to be the continent and then the freakin' globe

There's room for it all as we mingle at the ballWe welcome competition 'cuz it doesn't make one lazy or worn

We gotta work hard, you know the damn card

Try to be the fattest is the level that we strive

Try to be the fattest also to stay alive

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