Naughty By Nature

Naughty By Nature - Guard Your Grill lyrics

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Intro: kay gee

*phone dialling*

(hello? )

Helloit's '91. buckle upguard your grill! hee hee

(har what the fuck? )

Has this ever happened to you?

Can you name this tune?

These victims knew how to guard they grillthis would've never happened!

Verse 1: treach

I put two and two together and I came up with four

You are foreverforgotforbidshouldn't have to say much more

I been thru more crews than a fluteyeah I'll show ya

This is so damned scrap I betcha bro don't know ya

You tried to get cool and say peacesave that peace for a jigsaw

Stay back and watch a real mc get raw

I never knownever know when another will come to diss this

But if and whenever they come I'm runnin this merry fist miss

I shooker the crook and shaker the fake to get like a quick stick

It's just another one dud and is dismissed

Kitty guard your grillwell be for realyou ain't built

I'm silly-ho smackin mc's on a ninety degree tilt

The reason that it's tilted cos you're guiltytoo hard to guard

It's not you're tryin too gayyou're tryin too hard

How hard can your guard beI say wuz up?

Guard your grillknuckle upput em upyup!

Chorus:

Guard your grillknuckle up

I ain't the type to give up

Guard your grillknuckle up

I smoke firstso what's up

Guard your grillknuckle up

Put em upyou ain't tough

Guard your grillknuckle up!

Verse 2: treach

I give em much businessan aspirin

DamnI love a glass chin

What are ya askin for mercyI'm laughin

Huhyou know the gameyou know the name and you know the rep

You know the kayyou know the vin and you know the treach

There's no sleepinno nottinno rest and hey

No snoozinno dozinno f'in way

Heapin things up like a coke cup

Wind me up but y'all I gets the low wits tha rough stuff

And after enough to cut ya off a piecestill have nuff

Then go around to them and him because ? ? ? ? ? ?

I I got posse full a fighters all fly like a chopper

Use to couldn't take em out cos they was rowdy hip-hoppers

There's so much gold for roastthe ? ? ? don't knock us

My nuts are my only homies that can hang proper

At school I had a lotI filled with vcr's and vodka

I had two girlsone a runnerone a trotter

Back then I wore briefstella startergettin hotter

Then I grew yea long so I had to switch to boxers

How hard can your guard beI say what's up?

Guard your grillknuckle upput em upduck

Chorus

Verse 3: treach

I don't layI liewho knows like pinnochio

Never been to tokyo or *? keeper's day bolochio? *

Guard your grillhere's a feelI rush hard

I got the fliest ride out herethe '91 bus card

So callin me for a ride ain't the answer

Huhyou want a lift ya better pick up a transfer

Sayin we will go for one cutnow we're dead

Oh yaehthat's bout as funny as barbara bush in a bobsled

Now how wrong can you be to think we play

Even a broken clock is right at least twice a day

So now ya feelin real lowya no flow-crow

You slow hobostiffer than robo

Ohhere's another side of bein real quick

You might speak it fulla cracksbut you still ain't shhh...

So don't try at those same style battle cry

I rock the u-trainthe routes that I battle by

I listen to sister shitit til they quite slow

No matter that white rapshoot a pharoah with a psycho

Put down ya handgunup which'cha hands son

Look cops they comeI ain't the damned one

I was only three steps from a peace prize

Pieces laidpiece of his eyes and his left thigh

Knuckle upput em upyeah guard your grill

And that's comin from illtowndown the hill

Chorus

Outro:

[vin rock] this goes out to the 118th street posse

My man j scratch in the housey'knowhuti'msayin?

And oh yaehpss pss pss pss

[kay gee] don't forgetguard your grillknuckle up!

[treach] a strong what up to my man kid capri

[kg] this goes out to my man jack don

I gotta say what's up to my man pop dezzy dezza

[t] what's up to clark kent and my man face!

[kg] this goes out to my man fitz and the whole down the hill

Cos they know how to definitely guard they grill

[vinny] I gotta say what's up to my man dre and easy in the house

[t] this goes out to my man tamere

He's definitely in here

What's up to my homey kool g rap and my brand nubian brothers

Special shoutout to my man grand pubaone of the fiercest mc's out

There

Peace goes out!

[vinny] peace to my man frank benwe outta here

Peace!

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