Nature's Finest: Naughty By Nature's Greatest Hits
Naughty By Nature lyrics
Naughty By Nature lyrics
"Guard Your Grill Lyrics"
One Foot In Hell Lyrics
Regression! Progressive downfall Grabbing what's there and still wanting it all On words they fall Obsession! Religious belief Worshipped on Sunday, forgotten all week One foot in Hell Taking the truth from "The Book" and then twisting it Feeling they're touched by the Lord Loving their neighbor, yet tasting the flavor of sin But seeing no wrong Cramming the wisdom that righteously flows in them Walking the crooked, straight line Closing of minds to these innocent crimes Now they're deaf, dumb, and blind! One foot in Hell Wretches! This
Regression! Progressive downfall Grabbing what's there and still wanting it all On words they fall Obsession! Religious belief Worshipped on Sunday, forgotten all week One foot in Hell Taking the truth from "The Book" and then twisting it Feeling they're touched by the Lord Loving their neighbor, yet tasting the flavor of sin But seeing no wrong Cramming the wisdom that righteously flows in them Walking the crooked, straight line Closing of minds to these innocent crimes Now they're deaf, dumb, and blind! One foot in Hell Wretches! This
Intro: Kay Gee
*phone dialling*
(Hello?)
Hello it's '91. Buckle up guard 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 grill this would've never happened!
Verse 1: Treach
I put two and two together and I came up with four
You are forever forgot forbid shouldn't have to say much more
I been thru more crews than a flute, yeah I'll show ya
This is so damned scrap I betcha bro don't know ya
You tried to get cool and say peace, save that peace for a jigsaw
Stay back and watch a real MC get raw
I never know, never 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 grill, well be for real, you ain't built
I'm silly-ho smackin MC's on a ninety degree tilt
The reason that it's tilted cos you're guilty, too hard to guard
It's not you're tryin too gay, you're tryin too hard
How hard can your guard be, I say wuz up?
Guard your grill, knuckle up, put em up, yup!
Chorus:
Guard your grill, knuckle up
I ain't the type to give up
Guard your grill, knuckle up
I smoke first, so what's up
Guard your grill, knuckle up
Put em up, you ain't tough
Guard your grill, knuckle up!
Verse 2: Treach
I give em much business, an Aspirin
Damn, I love a glass chin
What are ya askin for mercy, I'm laughin
Huh, you know the game, you know the name and you know the rep
You know the Kay, you know the Vin and you know the Treach
There's no sleepin, no nottin, no rest and hey
No snoozin, no dozin, no 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 piece, still 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 roast, the ??? don't knock us
My nuts are my only homies that can hang proper
At school I had a lot, I filled with VCR's and Vodka
I had two girls, one a runner, o
Romeo Delight Lyrics
I told her "Never in hell, no special reason" Musta lied 'cause I ain't leavin' We're in for a very long night Heard a vicious rumor from your mama's tongue You a desperate woman, need a man with a gun High crime zone, in the city o' lights Baby please, can't take it anymore Ah! Baby please, can't take it anymore I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight And I'm lookin' for somebody to squeeze. Uh! Uh! I hear you're lookin' for somebody to fight Baby, don't get uptight Baby please Wanna see my ID? Try to clip my wings Don't have to show you proof o' anythi
ne a trotter I told her "Never in hell, no special reason" Musta lied 'cause I ain't leavin' We're in for a very long night Heard a vicious rumor from your mama's tongue You a desperate woman, need a man with a gun High crime zone, in the city o' lights Baby please, can't take it anymore Ah! Baby please, can't take it anymore I'm takin' whiskey to the party tonight And I'm lookin' for somebody to squeeze. Uh! Uh! I hear you're lookin' for somebody to fight Baby, don't get uptight Baby please Wanna see my ID? Try to clip my wings Don't have to show you proof o' anythi
Back then I wore briefs, tella starter, gettin hotter
Then I grew yea long so I had to switch to boxers
How hard can your guard be, I say what's up?
Guard your grill, knuckle up, put em up, duck
Chorus
Verse 3: Treach
I don't lay, I lie, who knows like Pinnochio
Never been to Tokyo or *?Keeper's Day Bolochio?*
Guard your grill, here's a feel, I rush hard
I got the fliest ride out here, the '91 bus card
So callin me for a ride ain't the answer
Huh, you want a lift ya better pick up a transfer
Sayin we will go for one cut, now we're dead
Oh yaeh, that'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 low, ya no flow-crow
You slow hobo, stiffer than Robo
Oh, here's another side of bein real quick
You might speak it fulla cracks, but you still ain't shhh...
So don't try at those same style battle cry
I rock the U-train, the routes that I battle by
I listen to sister shit, it til they quite slow
No matter that white rap, shoot a pharoah with a psycho
Put do
Pa Svai Lyrics
Det e greit nok ? f?lga med men slitsomt ? sko gj?r det heila tid? e nok for treig te det eg ramle av og havne litt p? sid? og s? e det s? folksomt og s? dyrt i hovedlei? s? eg trur eg gir blaffen og seile vekk fra heila grei? Chorus Eg vil helst ligga p? svai p? et anker som har festa taket eg vil snu meg med str?mmar og vind heilt te ankeret drar meg tebake eg vil helst ligga p? svai langt fra hovedled og kai Det kreve meir teft enn vett ska en henga med i hovedstimen du ska b?de bli h?rt og sett s? her m? du ikkje duppa av i tim
wn ya handgun, up which'cha hands son Det e greit nok ? f?lga med men slitsomt ? sko gj?r det heila tid? e nok for treig te det eg ramle av og havne litt p? sid? og s? e det s? folksomt og s? dyrt i hovedlei? s? eg trur eg gir blaffen og seile vekk fra heila grei? Chorus Eg vil helst ligga p? svai p? et anker som har festa taket eg vil snu meg med str?mmar og vind heilt te ankeret drar meg tebake eg vil helst ligga p? svai langt fra hovedled og kai Det kreve meir teft enn vett ska en henga med i hovedstimen du ska b?de bli h?rt og sett s? her m? du ikkje duppa av i tim
Look cops they come, I ain't the damned one
I was only three steps from a peace prize
Pieces laid, piece of his eyes and his left thigh
Knuckle up, put em up, yeah guard your grill
And that's comin from Illtown, down the hill
Chorus
Outro:
[Vin Rock] This goes out to the 118th Street Posse
My man J Scratch in the house, y'knowhutI'msayin?
And oh yaeh, pss pss pss pss
[Kay Gee] Don't forget, guard your grill, knuckle 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 Puba, one of the fiercest MC's out
there
Peace goes out!
[Vinny] Peace to my man Frank Ben, we outta here
PEACE