دانلود آهنگ Steve Biko (Stir It Up) از A Tribe Called Quest

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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 x3

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