1, 2, 1, 2, yo, this out It's the jump off now I want everybody to put your work down, put guns down An' to the pit, the gravel pit
Leave problems at home, leave your children at home We gon' take it back underground, I be Boulders Clan on yo' mind one time It's the jump off, so just jump off my
out my gravel pit A unravelin' is the CD that I travel with Don't go against the grain if you can't it
Ha, holla 'cross the land of the lost Behold the pale horse, off me, Wu-Tang gotta be The thing since stocks in Clark Wallabees
African bees, black watch On your radio, out yo' watts From Park Hill, the house on haunted time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to rap skills? I like a semi-automatic to the grill grease an' elbow room Baby, play me, baby, fall down, go
Party gather 'round Count down to I'm the kid with the golden An' I'm the motherfuckin' hot
Pass the blunt, my nigga don't You had it for a minute but it seem like a Now I'm chokin', smokin', I don't croakin' from
Hey kid, straight as the I Wu an' Meth got you open, ride Can't stand niggas that too much Can't stand Bentleys, they cost too
Kid get up then kid get touched Kid wanna up then kid get stuck I'm the one that called your bluff when boy tried to act tough Remember Ol' Dirty said, "I'll fuck yo' ass up", now listen
Check out my pit A unravelin' Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel Don't go the grain if you can't handle it
E with the English, extin'uish extremist Bald beamers run wild It's the kid the gold cup, stepped out like, "What?" What's poppin? An' y'all niggas
Blastin shae shae, shortae Rich mocks, rock those all day 1960 shit, I'm right motherfucker, don't hold me
The world's greatest, Las Vegas, as rock Skin painted on my face look combos, Ghost bang out condos, Jeff from Hamo Ex three Bangos, Bancos, stank in plain clothes those, bang those, same old, same old
Yeah y'all, up this the jump off right here The gravel pit, word up, represent, rocket All my rich gangsta style, killers, y'all know what it is Shorty do your thing, get up on shit right now, boo, do you? That's I'm talkin' 'bout
Yo, step to my groove, like this When we shoot the gift, of course ruthless Grab the mic no excuses In a sec, the techs an' loot this
Executin', shakin' all an I'm breakin' all hex I'm takin' all bets, move all best, who want the dram' You all stank, we got the bigger bank, bigger shank to fill tank Still the same kill you for real, while you
Slide, do or die, fry to the greats, on fire wit a heart of hate Bitter shark, every I take Heavy darts quake
It's okay, all fakes, get by the dropkicks You the thrill, yes, it's Park Hill, yo, we hit 'em with the hot grits On the go, the flow, sayin', "Wu don't rock shit" Stop quick, hold the gossip, stop sweatin' my pockets, I the hot shit
Check out my pit A mystery is the CD that I travel with Don't go against the grain if you handle it
You have to move the mountain Just gimme the strength to Lord, don't take away my 'Cause I have to
Back, back an' an' forth Back, back an' an' forth Back, back an' forth an' As we go
Back, an' forth an' forth Back, an' forth an' forth Back, back an' an' forth As we go