Gravel Pit feat. RZA,Method Man,Ghostface Killah,Raekwon,U-God

歌詞

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 timeIt's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga... Check out my gravel pitA 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 lostBehold the pale horse, off course Follow me, Wu Tang gotta beThe best thing since Starks in Clark Wallabees African killer bees black watchOn the radio blowin out yo' watch From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill Every time you walk by, your back get a chill Let's peel, you want to talk, rap skillsI spit like a semiautomatic to the grill Elbow grease, and elbow roomBaby play me, baby fall down go boom Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse... I'm the kid with the golden arms[Meth] And I'm the motherfucking Hot Nikks, pass the bluntMy nigga don't front You had it for a minute but it seem like a monthNow I'm chokin, smokin, hopin I don't croakin from overdosin...Hey kid, watch me as I... Wu and Meth got you openLet's ride, can't stand niggas who floss too much Can't stand Bentleys they cost too muchKid want to get up, then kid get touched Kid want to stick up, then kid get stuckI'm the one that called you bluff When your boys tried to act toughRemember what Old Dirty said I'll fuck your ass up!Now listen Back, back and forth and forthBack, back and forth and forth Back, back and forth and forthAs we go...Back, back and forth and forth Back, back and forth and forthBack, back and forth and forthAs we go... E with the English extinguish styles extremist Bald head beamers run wildIt's the kid with the gold cup, stepped out like what What's poppin and why'all niggas boboBlasting shae shae, chocolate shortae Rich fellas rock those all day1960 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 looks agelessPerfect combos, Ghost bang out condos Jeff Vamos and exclude bamosBancos, stank hoes, in plain clothes Change those, bang those, same old, same old Yeah why'all, straight up this the jump off right here The Gravel Pit, word up, represent, rock the boulders All my rich gangsta style killers Why'all know what time it is, shorty do your thing Get upon that shit right now boo, do youThat's what I'm talking 'bout Step to my groove, move like thisWhen we shoot the gift, of course it's ruthless Grab the mic with no excusesIn a sec, grab the tech and loot this Execute and shakin all setsNow I'm breakin all heads, I'm takin all bets Move all best, who want the dram' nextYou all stank, we got the bigger bank Bigger shank to fill your tankStill the same kid for real, while you crank Slide, do or die, fry the bankAdmire the grades, on fire wit a heart of hate Bitter shark, every part I take, heavy darts that shake It's all cake, all fate, get caught by the dropkicks You know the drill, yes it's Park Hill Yo we hit 'em with the hotness On the go, check the flow Sayin Wu don't rock... [crash]Stop quck, hold the gossip Stop sweatin my pockets, I hear the hot shit