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Wu-Tang Clan
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RZA
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Method Man
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Ghostface Killah
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Paulissa Moorman
Stimme und Gesang
Raekwon
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U-God
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Robert Diggs
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Paulissa Moorman
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Lamont Jody Hawkins
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Clifford Smith
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Corey Woods
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Antoine Duhamel
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Dennis Coles
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Kevin Kendrick
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Larry Blackmon
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Nathan Leftenant
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Tomi Jenkins
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
RZA
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Ghostface Killah
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Robert Diggs
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Mitchell Diggs
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Oli Grant
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Jose "Choco" Reynoso
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Joe Yannece
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James Cruz
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Songteksten
[Intro]
One, two, one, two 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 ****
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
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 in Clark Wallabees
African killer bees, black watch
On your radio, blowing out your 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 (Boom)
Elbow grease and elbow room
Baby, play me, baby fall down, go boom (Boom)
Party people gather 'round
Count down to apocalypse (Three, two, one)
I'm the kid with the golden arms
Then I'm the motherfucking hot nicks
Pass the blunt, my ****, don't front
You had it for a minute, but it seem like a month
Now I'm choking, smoking, hoping
I don't croak in from overdosing
Hey, kid (Watch straight after you're high)
Wu and Meth got you open, let's ride
Can't stand **** that floss too much
Can't stand Bentleys, they cost too much
Kid want to get up, then kid get touched
Kid want to stick up, then kid get stuck
I'm the one that called your bluff
When your boys tried to act tough
Remember what Old Dirty said
I'll fuck your ass up, now listen
[Chorus]
Back, back and forth and forth
Check out my gravel pit (Back, back and forth and forth)
Back, back and forth and forth
A mystery unraveling (As we go)
Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with (Back, back and forth and forth)
Back, back and forth and forth
Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it (Back, back and forth and forth)
As we go
[Verse 2]
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 **** drove up
Blastin' shea shea, chocolate shortay
Rich fella mock 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 from Hamo, exclude bongos
Bank rolls, stank hoes in plain clothes
Change those, bang those, same old, same old
[Bridge]
Yeah, y'all, straight up, this the jump off right here
The Gravel Pit, word up, representin' rocks and boulders
All my rich gangsta style killers
Y'all know what time it is, shawty, do your thing
Get up on that **** right now, boo, do you (Yo)
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout
[Verse 3]
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
Execute and shakin' all sets
And now I'm breakin' all hex, I'm takin' all bets
Move all bets, who want the dram' next?
You want stank? We got the bigger bank
Bigger shank to fill your tank
Still the same kill for real while you crank
Slide, do or die, fry the bank
Admire the grades on fire with a heart of hate
Be the shark, every part I take
Heavy darts that quake
It's all cake, all fate, get caught by the dropkicks
You know the drill, yes, it's Park Hill
Yo, 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 pockets, I hear the hot shit
[Chorus]
Back, back and forth and forth
Check out my gravel pit (Back, back and forth and forth)
Back, back and forth and forth
A mystery unraveling (As we go)
Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with (Back, back and forth and forth)
Back, back and forth and forth
Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it (Back, back and forth and forth)
As we go
[Chorus]
Back, back and forth and forth
You don't have to move a mountain (Back, back and forth and forth)
Back, back and forth and forth
Just give me the strength to climb (As we go)
Oh Lord, don't take away my stumbling vows (Back, back and forth and forth)
Back, back and forth and forth
Just lead me around (Back, back and forth and forth)
As we go
[Refrain]
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
[Outro]
Yakub, maker and creator of the Devil
Swine merchant, your time is near at hand
Fuck with me and your time will be now
Your presence here affects the mind of my people like a fever
You, Yakub, are the bearer of nine thousand
Nine hundred, and ninety-nine diseases
Evil, corrupt, porkchop-eatin' brain
Written by: Antoine Dominique Duhamel, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Ghostface Killah, Lamont Jody Hawkins, Larry Blackmon, Nathan Leftenant, Paulissa Moorman, Robert Diggs, Tomi Jenkins