• Song:

    Gravel Pit

  • Artist:

    Wu Tang Clan

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...

[Tekitha: Hook]
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 motherf***ing 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 wanna get up, then kid get touched
Kid wanna 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 f*** your ass up!Now listen

[Tekitha's hook over Meth]
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 y'all niggas boboBlasting shae shae, chocolate shortae
Rich fellas rock those all day1960 shit I'm goldie
That's right motherf***er 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 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 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

[Meth & Tekitha]
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