Gravel Pit
[RZA] 1,2, 1,2, yo check this out,

it's the jump off right now I want

everybody, to put your work down,

put your guns down And report to

the pit, the gravel pit Leave your

problems at home, leave your children

at home We gon' take it back underground,

I be Bobby Boulders Wu-Tang Clan

on yo' mind one time It's the jump

off, so just jump off my nigga...

Check out my gravel pit A mystery

unraveling Wu-Tang is the CD that

I travel with Don't go against

the grain if you can't handle it

[Meth] Ha, holla cross from

the land of the lost Behold the

pale horse, off course (off course)

Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta be The

best thing since stocks in Clark

Wallabees African killers bees

black watch (black watch) On your

radio, blowin out yo' watts From

Park Hill, the house on haunted hill

Every time you walk by your back

get a chill Let's peel, who want

to talk rap skills I spit like

a semi-automatic to the grill Elbow

grease, and elbow room Baby play

me, baby fall down, go boom Party

people gather round, count down to

apocalypse [3, 2, 1...] [U-God]

I'm the kid with the golden arms

[Meth] And I'm the motherfuckin

hott nikks [AAAAH!] pass the blunt

My nigga don't front You had

it for a minute but it seem like

a month Now I'm chokin, smokin,

hopin I don't croakin, from overdosin...

Hey kid, [walk straight as a I...]

Wu and Meth got you open (open),

let's ride Can't stand niggas that

floss too much Can't stand Bentleys

they cost too much Kid wanna get

up then kid get touched Kid wanna

stick up then kid get stuck I'm

the one that called your bluff When

your boy tried to act tough... Remember

what Old Dirty said, I'll fuck yo'

ass up! Now listen Back, back

and forth and forth Back, back

and forth and forth Back, back

and forth and forth As we go...

Back, back and forth and forth

Back, back and forth and forth

Back, back and forth and forth

As we go... [Ghostface] E

with the English, extinguish styles

extremist Bald head beamers run

wild It's the kid with the gold

cup Stepped out like what What's

poppin, and y'all niggas dobo Blastin

shae shae, chocolate shortae Rich

color mocks, rock those all day 1960

shit I'm Goldie That's right motherfucker

don't hold me The world's greatest,

Las Vegas, paid as rock Skin painted

on my face look ageless Perfect

combos, Ghost bang out condos Jeff

from Hamo, ex three bangos Bancos,

stank hoes in plain clothes Change

those, bang those, same old, same

old [Raekwon] Yeah y'all, straight

up this the jump off right here The

gravel pit, word up represent, rock

the boulders All my rich gangsta

style, killers, y'all know what time

it is Shorty do your thing, get

up on that shit right now boo, do

you That's what I'm talkin 'bout

[U-God] Yo, step to my groove,

move like this When we shoot the

gift of course it's ruthless Grab

the mic with no excuses In a sec,

grab the techs and loot this Executin,

shakin all sets, and I'm breakin

all hecks I'm takin all bets, move

all best, who want the dram' next

You all stank, we got the bigger

bank Bigger shank to fill your

tank Still the same kill you for

real, while you crank Slide, do

or die, fry to bake Admire the

greats, on fire wit a heart of hate

Bitter shark, every part I take,

heavy darts that quake It's okay,

all fakes, get caught by the dropkicks

You know the thrill, yes it's Park

Hill Yo we hit 'em with the hot

grits... On the go, check the flow,

sayin Wu don't rock shit... Stop

quick, hold the gossip, stop sweatin

my pockets I hear the hot shit