Method Man - Gravel Pit Lyrics
RZA]1,2, 1,2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right nowI want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns downAnd report to the pit, the gravel pitLeave your problems at home, leave your children at homeWe gon' take it back underground, I be Bobby BouldersWu-Tang Clan on yo' mind one timeIt's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga...[HOOK: Paulissa Morgan]Check out my gravel pitA mystery unravelingWu-Tang is the CD that I travel withDon't go against the grain if you can't handle it[Meth]Ha, holla cross from the land of the lostBehold the pale horse, off course (off course)Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta beThe 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 hillEvery time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]Let's peel, who want to talk rap skillsI spit like a semi-automatic to the grill (BOOM!)Elbow grease, and elbow roomBaby play me, baby fall down, go boom (BOOM!)Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse (3, 2, 1...)[U-God]I'm the kid with the golden arms[Meth]And I'm the mother*****in hott nikks (AAAAH!) pass the bluntMy nigga don't frontYou had it for a minute but it seem like a month [COUGH]Now I'm chokin, smokin, hopinI don't croakin, from overdosin...Hey kid, (walk straight as a I...)Wu and Meth got you open (open), let's rideCan't stand niggas that floss too muchCan't stand Bentleys they cost too muchKid wanna get up then kid get touchedKid wanna stick up then kid get stuckI'm the one that called your bluffWhen your boy tried to act tough...Remember what Old Dirty said, I'll ***** yo' ass up!Now listen[Meth over hook]Back, back and forth and forthBack, back and forth and forthBack, back and forth and forthAs we go...Back, back and forth and forthBack, back and forth and forthBack, back and forth and forthAs we go...[Ghostface]E with the English, extinguish styles extremistBald head beamers run wildIt's the kid with the gold cupStepped out like whatWhat's poppin, and y'all niggas doboBlastin shae shae, chocolate shortaeRich color mocks, rock those all day1960 shit I'm GoldieThat's right mother*****er don't hold meThe world's greatest, Las Vegas, paid as rockSkin painted on my face look agelessPerfect combos, Ghost bang out condosJeff from Hamo, ex three bangosBancos, stank hoes in plain clothesChange those, bang those, same old, same old[Raekwon]Yeah y'all, straight up this the jump off right hereThe gravel pit, word up represent, rock the bouldersAll my rich gangsta style, killers, y'all know what time it isShorty do your thing, get up on that shit right now boo, do youThat's what I'm talkin 'bout[U-God]Yo, step to my groove, move like thisWhen we shoot the gift of course it's ruthlessGrab the mic with no excusesIn a sec, grab the techs and loot thisExecutin, shakin all sets, and I'm breakin all hecksI'm takin all bets, move all best, who want the dram' nextYou all stank, we got the bigger bankBigger shank to fill your tankStill the same kill you for real, while you crankSlide, do or die, fry to bakeAdmire the greats, on fire wit a heart of hateBitter shark, every part I take, heavy darts that quakeIt's okay, all fakes, get caught by the dropkicksYou know the thrill, yes it's Park HillYo 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 pocketsI hear the hot shit[Meth over hook to end
