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

One, two, one, two, yo, check this out It's the jump off right now I want everybody to put your work down, put your guns down An' 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 unravelin' Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it Ha, holla 'cross from the land of the lost Behold the pale horse, off course Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta be The best thing since stocks in Clark Wallabees African killers bees, 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 an' elbow room Baby, play me, baby, fall down, go boom Party people gather 'round Count down to apocalypse I'm the kid with the golden arms An' I'm the motherfuckin' Hot Nicks 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 master, you're high) Wu an' Meth got you 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 Ol' Dirty said, "I'll fuck yo' ass up", now listen Check out my gravel pit A mystery unravelin' Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it E with the English, extin'uish styles extremist Bald head beamers run wild It's the kid with the gold cup, stepped out like, "What?" What's poppin? An' 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 Yeah y'all, straight up this the jump off right here The gravel pit, word up, represent, rocket boulders All my rich gangsta style, killers, y'all know what time it is Shorty do your thing, get up on that right now, boo, do you? That's what I'm talkin' 'bout 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 an' loot this Executin', shakin' all sets an' I'm breakin' all hex 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 with 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 Check out my gravel pit A mystery unravelin' Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it You don't have to move a mountain Just gimme the strength to climb Oh Lord, Don't take away my stumbling blocks to lead me around Back, back an' forth an' forth Back, back an' forth an' forth Back, back an' forth an' forth As we go Back, back an' forth an' forth Back, back an' forth an' forth Back, back an' forth an' forth As we go