A Tribe Called Quest

A Tribe Called Quest - Steppin' It Up lyrics

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[Phife]	yo Kamal
 [Q-Tip]	Reggie Noble
 [Redman]	up in here
 [Q-Tip]	yo Busta-bust, yo it's time to step up

 [Busta Rhymes]
 you know I plaster, nothing to path
 and mastered every way you slap the bitch backwards
 uh-oh, aiyo, whenever Busta Rhymes say so
 when we move yes, sometimes we lay low
 aiyo, big up my little (brother) Pedro
 make you after the L like turkey, cheese and tomato
 to (who) is that, especially for niggas who pay no
 attention to instructions, like they still runnin' so big y'all
 wonderin' how it's activate real quick
 but they like to go about five feet more with an extra (dick)
 one (stick) holdin' my hand when I'm rockin' the mic
 the extra (stick) blow up the (girl) for the rest of the night
 then I return with more lyrics like a bunch of rough niggas
 they tough niggas, snuff niggas
 I know the club got enough niggas
 to slap your face expert, who the next jerk
 to make me exert heat (screw it)
 and let me network

 [Q-Tip]	yo Reggie Noble
 [Redman]	feel me, yo Busta-bust
 [Busta]	what up
 [Q-Tip]	yo Phife Dawg, yo it's time to step up

 [Phife]
 yo what the fuck, unh
 check it here, peep the four-man transaction
 Phife diggy Dawg, we on some tart short mackin'
 you know my steez, there's no time for relaxin'
 word to Reggie, yo it's time for some action
 girl swing yo' ass, I can feel you climaxin'
 don't even front, you know you wanna make it happen
 yo Busta-bust, do you hear violator faxin'
 eighty g's for one show, that's satisfaction
 now which mc feel like he's fuckin' with this here
 word to Queens, I keep shit hot like a canish, yeah
 Malik is back, I'm here to make you look foolish
 my rep is niggas in the afro-one coolage
 remember white shadow, my clicks stay sharper than an arrow
 plus in Trinidad I'm treated like the mighty sparrow
 freestylin' son, like there was no tommorrow
 hence the reason why y'all bug cats all love to follow
 two different toasters in your chest will make your shit hollow
 how's about them apples, oh is it too hard to swallow
 push your wig back, word to Big Moot and Bolo
 Billy Razor, Fudge Lover, on down to Shine Lightro
 yo pussy take this mic from this pussy, make 'em run it
 five-foot invasion son, you can't run from it

 [Busta]	yo Reggie Noble
 [Redman]	blow, yo Phife diggy
 [Phife]	what up
 [Busta]	yo yo Kamal it's your time to step up

 [Q-Tip]
 check it out
 the original shit, we makin' it
 takin' it to the extremes
 we breakin' it
 when we get inside a zone
 nig, you thought that it's good
 all you jelly cats stop marinatin' my wood
 niggas grab the mic with loads of malarky
 I braid the knowledge and will the anarchy
 put it on poo-putz who's unsettled with ignorance
 give the last sentence with pointence and dilagence
 eighteen wheelin' through niggas like truckers
 breakin' ankles, put it on like we at the ruckus
 gauranteein' that shorty can move it around
 in the place that gets you hot but leaves you here on the ground
 contenders, don't you even think to challenge the crown
 of these brothers who so elequently hold the beat down
 the wigama roll, we buy a fort and control
 we the musical equation of the whole entire nation

 [Q-Tip]	yo Phife Dawg
 [Phife]	yes Kamal
 [Q-Tip]	Busta-bust
 [Busta]	what up
 [Q-Tip]	yo Reggie Noble yo it's time to step up

 [Redman]
 yo yo, I'm just an ill nigga
 don't got it all up stairs
 ridin' (steez) get the (meat)
 til they come in pairs
 oh yeah, throw the goggles on these engineers
 cause it might get kinda wet when I spit this here
 yo, I'm six-foot-one with a big ass gun
 to carry it you'd need a waistline the size of Big Pun
 but I move crowds without a gun
 like if the New York state lottery's ninety nine million
 yo, when it's time to flow I suprise and blow
 five hundred thousand units off a dimaond trow
 forty below, I'm thawn when it's time throw
 the caboose, I'm even hard to be touched by a massouse
 whoo-whoo
 funk doc gets the money
 and best beleive I went through more trees than Sonny
 me, Kamal, Busta-bust, Phife Dawg
 shit (all you brothers) get lysol
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Zomba Recording Corporation

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: The Love Movement (1998)

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