Guard Your Grill-Naughty by Nature

[00:00.00] 作词 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist [00:01.00] 作曲 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist [00:22.17]Intro：Kay Gee [00:22.44]*phone dialling* [00:22.77](Hello?) [00:25.50]Hello, it's '91. Buckle up, guard your grill! Hee hee [00:33.54](Har what the ****?) [00:33.87]Has this ever happened to you? [00:34.47]Can you name this tune? [00:37.05]These victims knew how to guard they grill, this would've never happened! [00:41.13]Verse 1: Treach [00:41.64]I put two and two together and I came up with four [00:44.10]You are forever, forgot, forbid, shouldn't have to say much more [00:47.07]I been thru more crews than a flute, yeah I'll show ya [00:49.53]This is so damned scrap I betcha bro don't know ya [00:52.05]You tried to get cool and say peace, save that peace for a jigsaw [00:55.20]Stay back and watch a real MC get raw [00:57.27]I never know, never know when another will come to diss this [00:59.79]But if and whenever they come I'm runnin this merry fist miss [01:02.25]I shooker the crook and shaker the fake to get like a quick stick [01:05.22]It's just another one dud and is dismissed [01:07.53]Kitty guard your grill, well be for real, you ain't built [01:09.69]I'm silly-ho smackin MC's on a ninety degree tilt [01:12.60]The reason that it's tilted cos you're guilty, too hard to guard [01:15.45]It's not you're tryin too gay, you're tryin too hard [01:17.94]How hard can your guard be, I say wuz up? [01:20.43]Guard your grill, knuckle up, put em up, yup! [01:22.98]Chorus: [01:23.13]Guard your grill, knuckle up [01:24.48]I ain't the type to give up [01:25.62]Guard your grill, knuckle up [01:26.94]I smoke first, so what's up [01:28.23]Guard your grill, knuckle up [01:29.61]Put em up, you ain't tough [01:30.75]Guard your grill, knuckle up! [01:31.74]Verse 2: Treach [01:32.52]I give em much business, an Aspirin [01:34.35]Damn, I love a glass chin [01:35.73]What are ya askin for mercy, I'm laughin [01:38.04]Huh, you know the game, you know the name and you know the rep [01:40.98]You know the Kay, you know the Vin and you know the Treach [01:43.44]There's no sleepin, no nottin, no rest and hey [01:46.08]No snoozin, no dozin, no f'in way [01:48.42]Heapin things up like a Coke cup [01:50.25]Wind me up but y'all I gets the low wits tha rough stuff [01:52.83]And after enough to cut ya off a piece, still have nuff [01:55.32]Then go around to them and him because ??? ??? [01:58.29]I I got posse full a fighters all fly like a chopper [02:00.99]Use to couldn't take em out cos they was rowdy hip-hoppers [02:03.72]There's so much gold for roast, the ??? don't knock us [02:06.27]My nuts are my only homies that can hang proper [02:08.73]At school I had a lot, I filled with VCR's and Vodka [02:11.43]I had two girls, one a runner, one a trotter [02:13.89]Back then I wore briefs, tella starter, gettin hotter [02:16.35]Then I grew yea long so I had to switch to boxers [02:19.32]How hard can your guard be, I say what's up? [02:21.81]Guard your grill, knuckle up, put em up, duck [02:32.16]Chorus [02:33.09]Verse 3: Treach [02:34.17]I don't lay, I lie, who knows like Pinnochio [02:36.99]Never been to Tokyo or *?Keeper's Day Bolochio?* [02:39.60]Guard your grill, here's a feel, I rush hard [02:41.79]I got the fliest ride out here, the '91 bus card [02:44.85]So callin me for a ride ain't the answer [02:47.22]Huh, you want a lift ya better pick up a transfer [02:49.68]Sayin we will go for one cut, now we're dead [02:52.11]Oh yaeh, that's bout as funny as Barbara Bush in a bobsled [02:54.81]Now how wrong can you be to think we play [02:57.69]Even a broken clock is right at least twice a day [03:00.18]So now ya feelin real low, ya no flow-crow [03:02.79]You slow hobo, stiffer than Robo [03:05.10]Oh, here's another side of bein real quick [03:07.32]You might speak it fulla cracks, but you still ain't shhh... [03:09.75]So don't try at those same style battle cry [03:12.93]I rock the U-train, the routes that I battle by [03:15.66]I listen to sister ****t, it til they quite slow [03:17.88]No matter that white rap, shoot a pharoah with a psycho [03:20.67]Put down ya handgun, up which'cha hands son [03:23.04]Look cops they come, I ain't the damned one [03:25.86]I was only three steps from a peace prize [03:27.99]Pieces laid, piece of his eyes and his left thigh [03:30.87]Knuckle up, put em up, yeah guard your grill [03:33.51]And that's comin from Illtown, down the hill [03:38.61]Chorus [03:38.88]Outro: [03:39.36][Vin Rock] This goes out to the 118th Street Posse [03:48.00]My man J Scratch in the house, y'knowhutI'msayin? [03:50.31]And oh yaeh, pss pss pss pss [03:51.69][Kay Gee] Don't forget, guard your grill, knuckle up! [03:54.69][Treach] A strong what up to my man Kid Capri [03:58.35][KG] This goes out to my man Jack Don [04:00.48]I gotta say what's up to my man Pop Dezzy Dezza [04:02.97][T] What's up to Clark Kent and my man Face! [04:06.87][KG] This goes out to my man Fitz and the whole Down The Hill [04:09.57]Cos they know how to definitely guard they grill [04:11.22][Vinny] I gotta say what's up to my man Dre and Easy in the house [04:14.49][T] This goes out to my man Tamere [04:16.41]He's definitely in here [04:18.00]What's up to my homey Kool G Rap and my Brand Nubian brothers [04:21.96]Special shoutout to my man Grand Puba, one of the fiercest MC's out [04:25.71]there [04:26.22]Peace goes out! [04:27.09][Vinny] Peace to my man Frank Ben, we outta here [04:30.90]PEACE!