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[Phife]Linden Boulevard represent, representTribe Called Quest represent, representWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitantMy favourite jam back in the day was Eric B. for PresidentRude boy composerStep to me you're overBrothers wanna flexYoure not Mad CobraMC short and blackThere aint no otherTrini-born black like Mia Longs grandmotherTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg dittoHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widowDid 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 duckThe height of Mugsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puckYou better ask somebody on how we flip the scriptCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip[Q-Tip]Queens is in the house represent, representA Tribe Called Quest represent, representNo tamin of the style cuz it gets irreverentA Tribe Called Quest represent, representHuh-huh, here we goYou know that I'm the rebelThrowin out the wicked like God did the DevilFunky like your grandpas drawers, dont test meWe in like that, youre dead like PresleyWhen we comin through get tickets to see meWe work for the paper so therell never be a preemieLyrics are abundant cuz we got it by the massEgos are all idle cuz the music is the taskValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch itI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch itRightNow I must move with the quicknessHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witnessChorusStir It Up x3Steve BikoStir It Up x3Steve BikoVerse 2[Phife]New York City represent, representA Tribe Called Quest represent, representThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I inventA Tribe Called Quest represent, representMCs like to meddle, but heres my propositionI let my lyrics flow, and jumped your whole positionI'm radical with this like the man this song is afterYo Tip settle down, whats the reason for the laughter?[Q-Tip]I really cant say, I guess I laugh to keep from cryinSo much goin on, people killin, people dyinBut I wont dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mentalThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental[Phife]Yo I take it back, Im the Indian giverMCs take notes as I stand and deliverPercussion isnt less, D's wear the vestWhile they dodgin bullets, you should be dodgin QuestDont get me wrong, violence is not our forteI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like PeleTip educateem, my rhymes are strictly tabooFill em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo[Q-Tip]OkayI am recognizing that the voice inside my headis urging me to be myself but never follow someone elseBecause opinions are like voiceswe all have a different kindSo just clean out all of your earsthese are my views and you will find thatwe revolutionize over the kick and the snareThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tearSoon to be the continent and then the freakin globeTheres room for it all as we mingle at the ballWe welcome competion cuz it doesnt make one lazy or wornWe gotta work hard, you know the damn cardTry to be the fattest is the level that we striveTry to be the fattest also to stay alive

A Tribe Called Quest Steve Biko (Stir It Up)