Gravel Pit

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 time

It's the jump off

So just jump off my nigga

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

Ha holla cross from the land of the lost

Behold the pale horse

Off course (off course)

Follow me Wu-Tang gotta be

The best thing

Since stocks in Clark Wallabees

(ZZZH)

African killers bees black watch

(black watch)

On your radio blowin out yo' watts

(ZZZH)

From Park Hill the house on haunted hill

Every time you walk

By your back get a chill (BLBLBH )

Let's peel who want to talk rap skills

I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill

(BOOM )

Elbow grease and elbow room

Baby play me baby fall down go boom

(BOOM )

Party people gather round

Count down to apocalypse

I'm the kid with the golden arms

And I'm the motherf**kin hott nikks

(AAAAH ) 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 as a I )

Wu and Meth got you open (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 Old Dirty said

I'll f**k yo' ass up

Now listen

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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 dobo

Blastin shae shae chocolate shortae

Rich color mocks rock those all day

1960 shit I'm Goldie

That's right motherf**ker 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

Rock the boulders

All my rich gangsta style killers

Y'all know what time it is

Shorty do your thing

Get up on that shit 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 and loot this

Executin shakin all sets

And I'm breakin all hecks

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 wit 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

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