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