"Gravel Pit" as written by Robert F. Diggs, Lamont Hawkins, Dennis David Coles, Clifford Smith, Paulisa Moorman, Kevin Lloyd Kendrick, Larry Blackmon, Tomi Jenkins, Nathan David Leftenant and Antoine Dominique Duhamel....
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, holocaust from the land of the lost
Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta be
The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
African killer bees blackwatch
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow grease, and elbow room
Baby play me, baby fall down, go boom
Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse
(I'm the kid with the golden arms)
And I'm the motherfuckin hott 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 overdosin'
Hey, kid, walk straight, master your high
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 Ol' Dirty said: "I'll fuck yo' ass up!"
Now listen

Back, back and forth and forth
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

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 motherfucker 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 Tecs and loot this
Executing, shaking all sets, and I'm breaking all hex
I'm taking 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, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop quick, hold the gossip, stop sweating my pockets
I hear the hot shit

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
You don't have to move a mountain
Just give me enough strength to climb
Oh Lord ! Don't take away my stumbling vows
And lead me a round


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"Gravel Pit" as written by Lamont Hawkins Robert F. Diggs

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    General CommentThis song is awesome. Wu-Tang is the best ever. R.I.P ODB, I remember what ya said.
    sabresfanwp7on November 26, 2004   Link
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    General Commentwhy arent there more comments on this song? this song fucking rocks
    asher27on April 12, 2006   Link
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    General CommentHey kid walk straigh, master ya high
    RighteousAngeron August 27, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthis song might have the sickest beat ever layed down. mesmorizing. i heard this song when i was like 10 and thought it was the greatest. I didnt even like rap then.
    Kareemt-townon October 31, 2006   Link
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    General CommentYOU YAKU ARE THE BEARER OF 9,990 DISEEEAASES, EVIL CORRUPT PORK CHOP EATIN' BRAIN!!!
    monsuier garlicon January 20, 2012   Link
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    General Commentpretty sure that meth's first line is holocaust,from the land of the lost, not holla cross.
    dirtyveston October 12, 2012   Link

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