[RZA]
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1,2, 1,2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
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I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
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And report to the pit, the gravel pit
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Leave your problems at home, leave your children at home
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We gon' take it back underground, I be Bobby Boulders
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Wu-Tang Clan on yo' mind one time
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It's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga...
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[HOOK: Paulissa Morgan]
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Check out my gravel pit
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A mystery unraveling
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Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with
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Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it
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[Meth]
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Ha, holla cross from the land of the lost
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Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
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Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta be
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The best thing since stocks in Clark Wallabees [ZZZH]
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African killers bees black watch (black watch)
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On your radio, blowin out yo' watts [ZZZH]
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From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
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Every time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
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Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
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I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill [BOOM!]
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Elbow grease, and elbow room
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Baby play me, baby fall down, go boom [BOOM!]
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Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse [3, 2, 1...]
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[U-God]
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I'm the kid with the golden arms
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[Meth]
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And I'm the motherfuckin hott nikks [AAAAH!] pass the blunt
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My nigga don't front
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You had it for a minute but it seem like a month [COUGH]
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Now I'm chokin, smokin, hopin
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I don't croakin, from overdosin...
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Hey kid, [walk straight as a I...]
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Wu and Meth got you open (open), let's ride
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Can't stand niggas that floss too much
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Can't stand Bentleys they cost too much
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Kid wanna get up then kid get touched
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Kid wanna stick up then kid get stuck
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I'm the one that called your bluff
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When your boy tried to act tough...
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Remember what Old Dirty said, I'll fuck yo' ass up!
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Now listen
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[Meth over hook]
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Back, back and forth and forth
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Back, back and forth and forth
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Back, back and forth and forth
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As we go...
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Back, back and forth and forth
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Back, back and forth and forth
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Back, back and forth and forth
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As we go...
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[Ghostface]
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E with the English, extinguish styles extremist
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Bald head beamers run wild
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It's the kid with the gold cup
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Stepped out like what
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What's poppin, and y'all niggas dobo
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Blastin shae shae, chocolate shortae
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Rich color mocks, rock those all day
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1960 shit I'm Goldie
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That's right motherfucker don't hold me
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The world's greatest, Las Vegas, paid as rock
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Skin painted on my face look ageless
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Perfect combos, Ghost bang out condos
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Jeff from Hamo, ex three bangos
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Bancos, stank hoes in plain clothes
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Change those, bang those, same old, same old
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[Raekwon]
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Yeah y'all, straight up this the jump off right here
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The gravel pit, word up represent, rock the boulders
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All my rich gangsta style, killers, y'all know what time it is
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Shorty do your thing, get up on that shit right now boo, do you
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That's what I'm talkin 'bout
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[U-God]
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Yo, step to my groove, move like this
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When we shoot the gift of course it's ruthless
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Grab the mic with no excuses
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In a sec, grab the techs and loot this
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Executin, shakin all sets, and I'm breakin all hecks
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I'm takin all bets, move all best, who want the dram' next
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You all stank, we got the bigger bank
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Bigger shank to fill your tank
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Still the same kill you for real, while you crank
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Slide, do or die, fry to bake
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Admire the greats, on fire wit a heart of hate
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Bitter shark, every part I take, heavy darts that quake
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It's okay, all fakes, get caught by the dropkicks
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You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
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Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits...
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On the go, check the flow, sayin Wu don't rock shit...
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Stop quick, hold the gossip, stop sweatin my pockets
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I hear the hot shit
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[Meth over hook to end]
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Gravel Pit
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Wu Tang Clan |