Gravel Pit
Wu‐Tang Clan Lyrics

1, 2, 1, 2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
Listen up, everyone, we're starting now

I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
Stop what you're doing and come join us

And report to the pit, the gravel pit
Come to our underground gathering spot

Leave your problems at home, leave your children at home
This is a place to escape from the stresses of life

We gon' take it back underground, I be Bobby Boulders
We're going back to our roots, and I, Bobby Boulders, am in charge

Wu-tang Clan on yo' mind one time
Think about the Wu-tang Clan right now

It's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga
This is the start, so let's get into it

Check out my gravel pit
Take a look at our secret meeting spot

A mystery unraveling
There's a lot going on here that you don't know about

Wu-tang is the CD that I travel with
Our music is my constant companion on my journeys

Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it
Don't try to oppose us unless you're ready for the consequences

Ha, holocaust from the land of the lost
We're coming from a place of destruction and chaos

Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
We're doing things differently than others

Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta be
Join us and fall in line with the Wu-Tang philosophy

The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
We're a game-changer in the music industry

African killer bees blackwatch
We're dangerous and have an army behind us

On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
We're blasting our music through the artists

From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
We're from an area that has a reputation for being spooky

Every time you walk by your back get a chill
People get scared just by being near us

Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
Let's get to the point, who wants to challenge our rapping ability?

I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
My rhymes hit hard and fast like a machine gun

Elbow grease, and elbow room
We work hard and we have the space to do it

Baby play me, baby fall down, go boom
If you mess with us, you'll regret it

Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse
We're bringing the party, but also preparing for the end of the world

(I'm the kid with the golden arms)
I'm skilled and talented

And I'm the motherfuckin hott nikks
And I'm also super cool

Pass the blunt
Share the weed with me

My nigga don't front
Don't pretend like you don't want to share

You had it for a minute but it seem like a month
We've been waiting for you to share for a while

Now I'm chokin', smokin', hopin'
I'm getting high and hoping for more

I don't croakin', from overdosin'
I won't die from getting too high

Hey, kid, walk straight, master your high
Don't get too messed up, control yourself

Wu and Meth got you open (open), let's ride
Our music and Meth's rhymes have you hooked, so let's hang out

Can't stand niggas that floss too much
We don't like people who show off too much

Can't stand Bentleys they cost too much
We don't like expensive luxury cars, they're too expensive

Kid wanna get up then kid get touched
If someone tries to mess with us, they're going to regret it

Kid wanna stick up then kid get stuck
If someone tries to rob us, they're going to fail

I'm the one that called your bluff
I'm the one who exposed your lies

When your boy tried to act tough
When your friend tried to act intimidating

Remember what Ol' Dirty said: "I'll fuck yo' ass up!"
Remember that Ol' Dirty threatened to beat you up

Back, back and forth and forth
Moving back and forth

E with the English, extinguish styles extremist
I'm good with my rhymes and I'm an extreme artist

Bald head beamers run wild
Our group is powerful, confident, and bold

It's the kid with the gold cup
I'm the one holding the spotlight

Stepped out like what
I'm out and about, what's the problem?

What's poppin', and y'all niggas dobo
What's happening, why are you all just standing around?

Blastin' shae shae, chocolate shortae
Listening to music and hanging out

Rich color mocks, rock those all day
Wearing expensive clothes and showing them off

1960 shit I'm Goldie
I'm like Goldie, a legendary figure from the 1960s

That's right motherfucker don't hold me
Don't try to control me or tell me what to do

The world's greatest, Las Vegas, paid as rock
We're the best and we're getting paid for our music

Skin painted on my face look ageless
I have tattoos or face paint that make me look timeless

Perfect combos, Ghost bang out condos
We form perfect groups and Ghost is great at making beats

Jeff from Hamo, ex three bangos
We've got our crew and equipment ready to go

Bancos, stank hoes in plain clothes
We're going to places we're not welcome and bring bad energy with us

Change those, bang those, same old, same old
We're constantly doing new things, while others are complacent

Yeah y'all, straight up this the jump off right here
This is really happening right now

Word up represent, rock the boulders
Let's show everyone who we are

All my rich gangsta style, killers, y'all know what time it is
My wealthy and dangerous friends, you know what's going on

Shorty do your thing, get up on that shit right now boo, do you
Go ahead and dance, have fun, be yourself

Yo, step to my groove, move like this
Join me and dance along to the rhythm

When we shoot the gift of course it's ruthless
When we rap, we do it fiercely and without mercy

Grab the mic with no excuses
Take the microphone boldly and confidently

In a sec, grab the Tecs and loot this
We'll be quick and efficient in taking what we want

Executing, shaking all sets, and I'm breaking all hex
We're taking control and breaking down any obstacles

I'm taking all bets, move all best, who want the dram' next
I'm betting on myself and challenging others to try to beat me

You all stank, we got the bigger bank
You all are terrible, and we're more successful than you

Bigger shank to fill your tank
We have more power and influence than you

Still the same kill you for real, while you crank
We're still dangerous and willing to hurt you, even if you're partying

Slide, do or die, fry to bake
Move fast and take risks, and either succeed or fail

Admire the greats, on fire wit a heart of hate
We respect the legends, but we're also driven by anger

Bitter shark, every part I take, heavy darts that quake
We're fierce and powerful, and every action we take has an impact

It's okay, all fakes, get caught by the dropkicks
We're not worried about fake people, we'll get them easily

You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
You know what it's like to be scared of us, we're from Park Hill

Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
We're going to attack them hard and fast

Stop quick, hold the gossip, stop sweating my pockets
Stop spreading rumors about me and stop trying to get my money

I hear the hot shit
I'm aware of what's going on and what's popular

You don't have to move a mountain
You don't have to do something impossible

Just give me enough strength to climb
Just give me the energy to overcome my challenges

Oh Lord ! Don't take away my stumbling vows
Don't make me break my promises and fail

And lead me a round
Guide me in the right direction