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...

    [Tekitha: Hook]
    Check out my gravel pit
    I want you to unravel it
    Take as a city but I traveled it
    Go against the grain if you can handle it

    [Meth]
    Ha, holla cross from the land of the lost
    Behold the pale horse, off course
    Follow me, Wu Tang gotta be
    The best thing since Starks in Clark Wallabees
    African killer bees black watch
    On the radio blowin out yo' watch
    From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
    Every time you walk by, your back get a chill
    Let's peel, you want to talk, rap skills
    I spit like a semiautomatic to the grill
    Elbow grease, and elbow room
    Baby play me, baby fall down go boom
    Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse...

    [U-God]
    I'm the kid with the golden arms

    [Meth]
    And I'm the motherfucking Hot 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, watch me as I...
    Wu and Meth got you open
    Let's ride, can't stand niggas who 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 you bluff
    When your boys tried to act tough
    Remember what Old Dirty said
    I'll fuck your ass up!
    Now listen

    [Tekitha's hook over Meth]
    [Meth]
    Back, back and forth and forth
    Back, back and forth and forth
    Back, back and forth and forth
    As we go...
    Back, back and forth and forth
    Back, back and forth and forth
    Back, back and forth and forth
    As we go...

    [Ghostface]
    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 bobo
    Blasting shae shae, chocolate shortae
    Rich fellas 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 looks ageless
    Perfect combos, Ghost bang out condos
    Jeff Vamos and exclude bamos
    Bancos, stank hoes, in plain clothes
    Change those, bang those, same old, same old

    [Raekwon]
    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 upon that shit right now boo, do you
    That's what I'm talking 'bout

    [U-God]
    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 tech and loot this
    Execute and shakin all sets
    Now I'm breakin all heads, I'm takin 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 kid for real, while you crank
    Slide, do or die, fry the bank
    Admire the grades, on fire wit a heart of hate
    Bitter shark, every part I take