[{"id":31788671,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"A Tribe Called Quest Collection","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n[01:38.40] Steve Biko\n[01:40.59] Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n[01:48.10] Steve Biko\n[01:51.00] New York City represent, represent\n[01:53.42] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:55.91] The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n[01:58.35] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[02:01.02] MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n[02:03.38] I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n[02:05.92] I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n[02:08.47] Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n[02:10.36] I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n[02:13.44] So much going on, people killing, people dying\n[02:15.97] But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n[02:18.58] Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n[02:21.07] Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n[02:23.58] MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n[02:26.02] Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n[02:28.58] Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n[02:31.17] Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n[02:33.70] I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n[02:36.20] Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n[02:38.61] Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n[02:40.22] Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n[02:43.48] Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n[02:46.17] Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n[02:48.55] So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n[02:51.30] That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n[02:53.79] The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n[02:56.28] Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n[02:58.88] There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n[03:01.37] We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n[03:04.36] We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n[03:06.36] Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n[03:08.82] Try to be the 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":30938,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Midnight Marauders","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n[01:38.40] Steve Biko\n[01:40.59] Stir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":29969017,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Midnight Marauders","duration":273.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n[01:38.40] Steve Biko\n[01:40.59] Stir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":32875456,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir it up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir it up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"The Groove Active","duration":197.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":17956702,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"25 Ans De Radio Nova","duration":192.182857,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent-sent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favorite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for Presi-\"\n\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC shorty black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born lad like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-Hop scholar since being knee high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n\nQueens is in the house represent, represent-sent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through, get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant 'cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witness\n\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nStevie\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nStevie\n\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, Ds wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pelé\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies, and I'll look out like Tattoo\n\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the mall\nWe welcome competition 'cause it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.06] Linden Boulevard represent, represent-sent\n[00:12.75] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n[00:15.08] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.36] My favorite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for Presi-\"\n[00:20.09] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.62] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.28] MC shorty black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.74] Trini-born lad like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.49] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife Dawg ditto\n[00:32.66] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.24] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.77] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.38] Hip-Hop scholar since being knee high to a duck\n[00:42.76] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.56] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.86] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.45] Queens is in the house represent, represent-sent\n[00:52.97] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n[00:55.42] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:58.09] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n[01:00.44] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.05] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.55] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.09] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.63] When we coming through, get tickets to see me\n[01:13.03] We work for the paper so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.64] Lyrics are abundant 'cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.00] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.68] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.18] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.73] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.23] Here comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.53] Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, Ds wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pelé\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies, and I'll look out like Tattoo\n\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the mall\n  We welcome competition 'cause it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":14719108,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Midnight Marauders (Vinyl)","duration":191.239542,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent-sent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favorite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for Presi-\"\n\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC shorty black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born lad like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-Hop scholar since being knee high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n\nQueens is in the house represent, represent-sent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through, get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant 'cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witness\n\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nStevie\nStir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, Ds wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pelé\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies, and I'll look out like Tattoo\n\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the mall\n  We welcome competition 'cause it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":24364817,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Rare and Unreleased Instrumentals Vol.1 Bootleg","duration":276.114286,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! 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Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":24599552,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Panorama Festival, USA, 30-07-2017","duration":187.2,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n[01:38.40] Steve Biko\n[01:40.59] Stir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":12846374,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"25 Ans De Radio Nova (Boxset)","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent-sent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favorite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for Presi-\"\n\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC shorty black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born lad like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-Hop scholar since being knee high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n\nQueens is in the house represent, represent-sent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through, get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant 'cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witness\n\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nStevie\nStir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, Ds wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pelé\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies, and I'll look out like Tattoo\n\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the mall\n  We welcome competition 'cause it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":13133320,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Midnight Marauders (Japanese)","duration":191.533333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent-sent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favorite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for Presi-\"\n\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC shorty black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born lad like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-Hop scholar since being knee high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n\nQueens is in the house represent, represent-sent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through, get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant 'cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witness\n\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nStevie\nStir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, Ds wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pelé\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies, and I'll look out like Tattoo\n\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the mall\n  We welcome competition 'cause it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":13258665,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Midnight Marauders [Explicit]","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent-sent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favorite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for Presi-\"\n\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC shorty black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born lad like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-Hop scholar since being knee high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n\nQueens is in the house represent, represent-sent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through, get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant 'cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witness\n\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nStevie\nStir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, Ds wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pelé\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies, and I'll look out like Tattoo\n\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the mall\n  We welcome competition 'cause it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":12728668,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Midnight_Mauraders","duration":191.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent-sent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favorite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for Presi-\"\n\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC shorty black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born lad like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-Hop scholar since being knee high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n\nQueens is in the house represent, represent-sent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through, get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant 'cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed, so we must bear the witness\n\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nStevie\nStir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up!\n  Stevie\n\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent-sent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, Ds wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pelé\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies, and I'll look out like Tattoo\n\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the mall\n  We welcome competition 'cause it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":28866319,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Africa in Your Earbuds #24","duration":191.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n[01:38.40] Steve Biko\n[01:40.59] Stir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":28910017,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Rare and Unreleased Instrumentals Vol. 1","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":27785035,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Radio Nova 25 Ans - 1993","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":27007782,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Rare and Unreleased Instrumentals Vol. 1","duration":276.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":26061243,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Rare and Unreleased Instrumentals","duration":276.066667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25] Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70] Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15] When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34] My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34] Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76] Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31] MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96] Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23] Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74] Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26] Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84] The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41] Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74] The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44] You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76] Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46] Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61] No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79] A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57] Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06] Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50] Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01] We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50] When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12] We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79] Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06] Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66] Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16] I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56] Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25] Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86] Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":37412074,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Bob Spotify - I Love My '90s Hip-Hop 2024.09.26","duration":192.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25]Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70]Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15]When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34]My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34]Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76]Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31]MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96]Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23]Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74]Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26]Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84]The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41]Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74]The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44]You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76]Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46]Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06]A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61]No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79]A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57]Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06]Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50]Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01]We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50]When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12]We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79]Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06]Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66]Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16]I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56]Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25]Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86]Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n[01:38.40]Steve Biko\n[01:40.59]Stir it up! Stir it up! 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Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  Stir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\n  Steve Biko\n  New York City represent, represent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\n  A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n  MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\n  I let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\n  I'm radical with this like the man this song is after\n  Yo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\n  I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\n  So much going on, people killing, people dying\n  But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\n  Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\n  Yo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\n  MCs take notes as I stand and deliver\n  Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\n  Why they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\n  Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\n  I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\n  Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\n  Fill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\n  Okay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\n  Is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\n  Because opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\n  So just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\n  That we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\n  The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\n  Soon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\n  There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\n  We welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\n  We gotta work hard, you know the damn card\n  Try to be the phattest is the level that we strive\n  Try to be the phattest also to stay alive\n"},{"id":39536929,"name":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","trackName":"Steve Biko (Stir It Up)","artistName":"A Tribe Called Quest","albumName":"Midnight Marauders","duration":185.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Linden Boulevard represent, represent\nTribe Called Quest represent, represent\nWhen the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\nMy favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\nRude boy composer, step to me you're over\nBrothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\nMC short and black, there ain't no other\nTrini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\nTip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\nHoney tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\nDid not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\nThe Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\nHip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\nThe height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\nYou better ask somebody on how we flip the script\nCome to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\nQueens is in the house represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nNo taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nHuh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\nThrowing out the wicked like God did the Devil\nFunky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\nWe in like that, you're dead like Presley\nWhen we coming through get tickets to see me\nWe work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\nLyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\nEgos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\nValenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\nI think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\nRight, now I must move with the quickness\nHere comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nStir it up! Stir it up! Stir it up!\nSteve Biko\nNew York City represent, represent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nThe Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent\nA Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\nMCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition\nI let my lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position\nI'm radical with this like the man this song is after\nYo Tip, settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?\nI really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from crying\nSo much going on, people killing, people dying\nBut I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental\nThanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental\nYo, I'll take it back, I'm the Indian giver\nMCs take notes as I stand and deliver\nPercussion isn't less, D's wear the vest\nWhy they dodging bullets, you should be dodging Quest\nDon't get me wrong, violence is not our forte\nI just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele\nTip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo\nFill 'em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo\nOkay, I am recognizing that the voice inside my head\nIs urging me to be myself but never follow someone else\nBecause opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind\nSo just clean out all of your ears, these are my views and you will find\nThat we revolutionize over the kick and the snare\nThe ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear\nSoon to be the continent and then the freaking globe\nThere's room for it all as we mingle at the ball\nWe welcome competition cos it doesn't make one lazy or worn\nWe gotta work hard, you know the damn card\nTry to be the phattest is the level that we strive\nTry to be the phattest also to stay alive","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.25]Linden Boulevard represent, represent\n[00:12.70]Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:15.15]When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant\n[00:17.34]My favourite jam back in the day was \"Eric B. for President\"\n[00:20.34]Rude boy composer, step to me you're over\n[00:22.76]Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra\n[00:25.31]MC short and black, there ain't no other\n[00:27.96]Trini-born black like Nia Long's grandmother\n[00:30.23]Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto\n[00:32.74]Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow\n[00:35.26]Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar?\n[00:37.84]The Five-Foot Assassin knocking fleas off his collar\n[00:40.41]Hip-hop scholar since being knee-high to a duck\n[00:42.74]The height of Muggsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck\n[00:45.44]You better ask somebody on how we flip the script\n[00:47.76]Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip\n[00:50.46]Queens is in the house represent, represent\n[00:53.06]A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[00:55.61]No taming of the style 'cause it gets irreverent\n[00:57.79]A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent\n[01:00.57]Huh-huh, here we go, you know that I'm the rebel\n[01:03.06]Throwing out the wicked like God did the Devil\n[01:05.50]Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me\n[01:08.01]We in like that, you're dead like Presley\n[01:10.50]When we coming through get tickets to see me\n[01:13.12]We work for the paper, so there'll never be a freebie\n[01:15.79]Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass\n[01:18.06]Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task\n[01:20.66]Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it\n[01:23.16]I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it\n[01:25.56]Right, now I must move with the quickness\n[01:28.25]Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness\n[01:30.86]Stir it up! 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