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Kick Em in the Grill

"Kick Em in the Grill" Lyrics by 3rd Bass

[Serch][Serch]Aiyyo Pete, it’s Chubbs


[Chubb]Sup G?


[Serch]Yo Pete


[Nice]Yo Serch


[Serch]You know people tryin to gel us right?


Try to gel


[Chubb]Yeah dat


[Serch]So you know we gotta we gotta rip this


[Chubb]Serch let’s go kick that s*** G


Drop it right here


[Serch]Right here, like an a******


[Chubb]One two


[Serch]One two, ya don’t stop





[MC Serch]


Grooves get kicked as Serch tries to flip like coins


Pain, like the foot to groins


3 Strikes but I didn’t gel the head yet


Why you still vexed over things I haven’t even said yet


Yo Pete, put you part-time like temps


Scale like a fence, put you in the past tense


You tried speedin but you ain’t fast enough to chase me


So what I did this, ?? bring the kit to Ben Case


And don’t waste time


Dopest tracks, so why you gonna waste rhymes?


I absorb like a sponge in the bozack


I’m trifle, get the rifle, or I step back and crack slugs


And my crew give pounds and hugs


Tugs on my shirt, let me know that I’m still pro-fessional


And at the end of the session, you’ll know


That the 3rd’ll disturb the verb with the noun


Shift the sound, so GET UP AND GET DOWN, Serch’ll never stand still


Try to flam I’ll be like Claude Van Damme and just kick em in the grill


{“Kick em in the grill..”}{“3rd Bass”}


{“Kick em in the grill..”}{“I’m Chubb Rock”}


{“Kick em in the grill..”}{“Serch!”}


{“Kick em in the grill.. grill.. grill Pete!”}





[Pete Nice]


?? like a camel to ??


Missin the points of ?? spliffs


If you wanna gamble, let it flow


I ain’t Al Jolson and Sambo


Low like a buddhist sniffin ? tree


But that booty fat bass it ain’t movin me


To be or not to be on, your FM


Step to the AM, the gimmicks, I’ll play em


I say em while I’m takin 40 swigs


A Chinaman eats with two twigs


Called your numbed, 9-7-0 p***


Goodfella, you can tell you’re on my hitlist


For this I stick like a splinter


Play ya like a sphincter cause my t**le’s Minister


Serch said kick em, I gas em and trick em


Rhymes like ??, now Chubb, stick em


[Chubb Rock]


Jump jump with the man with the plan, Chubb Rock


You know, a judo, a chop chop chop


From stereo monarch rationalize the grammar


It’s like that and ah.. and ih.. ih.. if I stammer


Or sa-st-stutter, english found in the gutter


Or the sewer, while I talk like Pete Puma


How many lumps do you want inside your coffee?


Isn’t about time, isn’t about time, you stepped off me?


Yo Chubb – are you the best, are you the one


That ?? large chest, well, nevertheless my


Finger won’t do the walkin through cleavage


I got a girl of my own, she’s at home


Chubb is not conceited, I’m convinced of the fact


Vanilla sold seven million copies of some s*** that was wack


He can wrap, his lips around a big black c***


He needs no more pressed, let me stop


Cherry crusaders, clean clairvoyany concepts


Claiming critical conversations that came in..to view


Of 3rd Bass mixed with Chubb Rock until


We kick the m*********** in his, umm


G-R-I-L-L-L, word up that’s the grill





[MC Serch]


Chill!


Hold up, Chubbs, you got lifted


{Word up} What’s the science?

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