Gravel Pit
Wu Tang Clan Lyrics

1,2 1,2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
Hey, hey, listen up! We're about to start this thing. Everyone put down your work and your guns and come to the gravel pit. Leave all your issues and children out of this. We're taking this back to our roots. I'm Bobby Boulders and Wu-Tang Clan is here to stay.

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 Follow me, Wu Tang gotta be The best thing since Starks in Clark Wallabees African killer bees black watch On 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 skills I spit like a semiautomatic to the grill Elbow grease, and elbow room Baby play me, baby fall down go boom Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse...
Take a look at this gravel pit I'm standing in. It holds so many mysteries that are just waiting to be discovered. The Wu-Tang Clan is always with me, wherever I go. Don't try to go against us unless you're ready for a challenge. We're calling out to all those lost in life to join us. But beware of the danger and darkness that lurks within our music. African killer bees and black guards await you on this ride. We hail from Park Hill, the most haunted hill in town. Our rhymes are so good you'll shake in fear every time you hear them. It's time to drop some ill verses and get ready for the apocalypse.

I'm the kid with the golden arms[Meth] And I'm the motherfucking Hot Nikks, 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 over dosin...Hey kid, watch me as I... Wu and Meth got you open let's ride, can't stand niggas who floss too much Can't stand Bentleys they cost too much kid want to get up, then kid get touched Kid want to stick up, then kid get stuck I'm the one that called you bluff When your boys tried to act tough remember what Old Dirty said I'll fuck your ass up!Now listen
I'm Meth, and I've got those golden rhymes. And I'm Hot Nikks, who will never shy away from a good time. Pass me the blunt, and don't try to act cool. You had the joint for a while, but it feels like an eternity. I'm smoking so much, I'm worried I might die of an overdose. Watch me get down with Wu in this epic journey. I don't like people who flaunt their wealth or drive flashy cars. If you mess with me, you'll get burned. I'm the one who will call you out when you're faking it. And remember, Old Dirty always said he'd mess you up.

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...
I'm moving back and forth in this pit, and so are you. We're both lost in the sound of the music as we move together.

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 bobo Blasting 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 ageless Perfect combos, Ghost bang out condos Jeff Vamos and exclude bamos Bancos, stank hoes, in plain clothes Change those, bang those, same old, same old
I'm an extremist with my rhymes, and I'm spitting fire across the gravel pit. I'm the kid with the gold cup, and I'm dripping in style. I'm blasting my rhymes while everyone else is fast asleep. Rich folks are wearing their finest suits, but I'm sticking with my 1960s style. I'm unbeatable, and I won't let anyone hold me back. My face is covered in paint, but I look ageless. I'm perfect at combining different rhymes and stanzas, and Ghost is banging out some epic beats. Bancos, girls, and everyone else is just flowing in and out of our lives. It's the same old story, but we're still making a difference.

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 you That's what I'm talking 'bout
This is the jump-off we've been waiting for. This gravel pit is where all the magic happens. We're representing Wu-Tang Clan with pride, and we're bringing our biggest fans along for the ride. We're rich, gangsta, and we always get things done. It's time for shorty to start doing her thing and get involved. It's all about doing you and staying true to yourself.

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 tech and loot this Execute and shakin all sets Now I'm breakin all heads, 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 kid for real, while you crank Slide, do or die, fry the bank Admire 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 quick, hold the gossip Stop sweatin my pockets, I hear the hot shit
Come on over and move to the rhythm that I'm setting. When we grab the mic, we're taking no prisoners. We're not making any excuses, and we'll do whatever it takes to win. We're executing our rhymes with perfection, and shaking things up all over the place. We'll move you to the best we have to offer, and you'll never forget it. Just remember, we have more money than you, and we'll never back down. Our rhymes will never grow old, and we're always changing the game. It's all cake, and fate is on our side. You'll soon find out what it means to be caught by our music. Park Hill knows how we roll, and we're always bringing the heat. Check out our rhythm and feel the magical flow. Anyone who thinks otherwise can stop right now and keep their opinions to themselves.