Uh..
Come on [x3]
State your business
Come on
Let's make it hot
Come on (word)
Let's make it hot
Come on
Let's make it hot
Come on, let's make it hot (hardcore to make 'em rubbers at cold)
Come on, come on
[Verse 1: Method Man]
[Verse 1: (method man)]
with all due respect to tha game
im tha ph- enom , not ready for primetime , be on
extinction , change tha way u thinkin ,or be gone
pass tha f*** out , somethin stinkin ,
could it be tha skunk? or could it be that body
in tha trunk? of my lincoln , continental style,
pop tha p**** like a pimple,
im fed up
I put it in your ear and f*** ya head up,
turnin up tha tempauture ,
told them kids to enta tha 36,
masta meth shiiit
biohazaduas is pretentious,
do it for tha chemically imbalanced ,
state ya business,
pay me at tha door',
ironman hear me raw , 12 inches
Sure shot soldiers in the trenches
Fire in a hole
the game commences
third string rappers play the benches
Reload
There'll be no repentance for soul
Just life sentence with no change for parole
And thats real
[Chorus:]
Fire in a hole! (pray [echoes])
Fire in a hole! [10X]
Fire in a hole! (yeah)
Fire in a hole! (yeah, yeah)
Fire in a hole! (yo, yo, yo, yo)
[Verse 2: Redman]
Gundowned at sun down
Run now from the bucks sound, touchdown
Your crew wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks torn up from the huntdown
Brakes lock 'em up now
a rich b**** smack 'em up now
a plucked out eyebrow down
Naa dog, a broad got to be a hussy
A hood rat that ride like the bride of Chucky
Walk through my hood, your jewels will scream: "Tuck me"
My revolver to reload like the Scussy, doc
The bigfoot out for the squosh
Shell shocked like I'm 6 months in the bush
Fire in a hole!
Hiking in the snow with 40 m************ expiring the blow
Footprints up timbs are wallabe souls
We cased to placed like Barnaby Jones, hoes
Lay it down like plats in ya hair
Ride off with your money then clap in the air
[Chorus:]
Fire in a hole!
Fire in a hole! (yo)
Fire in a hole! [3X]
Fire in a hole! (yo)
Fire in a hole!
Fire in a hole! (yo)
Fire in a hole! (yo, yo, yo)
[Verse 3: Method Man]
This is for them n***** on the bricks
Holdin' down a block for my n**** carlton fisk
The kid that stay up in a blocks
Ain't no christmas ever since Santa scratched my name off the giftlist
s*** aint been the same since the pain or forgiveness
Dead man talkin' about elected
Un live it cancer around throat of a critic
Yo doctor, describe me a drug that can knocka'
New on his a**, take a blast up a nucker
For real though a***nic production that kills slow your eardrums
Like a happy hooker with a d****
I spas on anyone who shows his a**
I got the mob with me plus a full tank of gas
[Verse 4: Redman]
Yo, yo
With me and meth swarm you need a net to cover you
Turn a rap game into W C W
Off the rope I hang glide to the grove
Straight people doubt french fries and a c**e
Doc's the name the burglar, serve ya
that lead through five from frigs and murtar
They skirt out my with Rick ran down tires
What a chicken I met who hand out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I don't have it
My crew large enough to walk and cause traffic
Bounce like box springs on your craft-matic
Before you be sueing doc for malpractice
You couldn't bang from start
Your girl see you beat up and s***
Get a change of heart
Flaming dark spit it, name a mark
My impact towards you JFK playin' in a park
[Chorus:]
Fire in a hole! [14X]
Yeah [3X]
Fire in a hole
Yeah [5X]
Mister meth, ha-ha
Funk doctor, ha-ha
Mathematics on the track, ha-ha
All my n***** in the bricks
All my n***** on Shaolin
Worldwide
To my whole crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....
Come on [x3]
State your business
Come on
Let's make it hot
Come on (word)
Let's make it hot
Come on
Let's make it hot
Come on, let's make it hot (hardcore to make 'em rubbers at cold)
Come on, come on
[Verse 1: Method Man]
[Verse 1: (method man)]
with all due respect to tha game
im tha ph- enom , not ready for primetime , be on
extinction , change tha way u thinkin ,or be gone
pass tha f*** out , somethin stinkin ,
could it be tha skunk? or could it be that body
in tha trunk? of my lincoln , continental style,
pop tha p**** like a pimple,
im fed up
I put it in your ear and f*** ya head up,
turnin up tha tempauture ,
told them kids to enta tha 36,
masta meth shiiit
biohazaduas is pretentious,
do it for tha chemically imbalanced ,
state ya business,
pay me at tha door',
ironman hear me raw , 12 inches
Sure shot soldiers in the trenches
Fire in a hole
the game commences
third string rappers play the benches
Reload
There'll be no repentance for soul
Just life sentence with no change for parole
And thats real
[Chorus:]
Fire in a hole! (pray [echoes])
Fire in a hole! [10X]
Fire in a hole! (yeah)
Fire in a hole! (yeah, yeah)
Fire in a hole! (yo, yo, yo, yo)
[Verse 2: Redman]
Gundowned at sun down
Run now from the bucks sound, touchdown
Your crew wanna punt now, pump-bloww
Swimming trunks torn up from the huntdown
Brakes lock 'em up now
a rich b**** smack 'em up now
a plucked out eyebrow down
Naa dog, a broad got to be a hussy
A hood rat that ride like the bride of Chucky
Walk through my hood, your jewels will scream: "Tuck me"
My revolver to reload like the Scussy, doc
The bigfoot out for the squosh
Shell shocked like I'm 6 months in the bush
Fire in a hole!
Hiking in the snow with 40 m************ expiring the blow
Footprints up timbs are wallabe souls
We cased to placed like Barnaby Jones, hoes
Lay it down like plats in ya hair
Ride off with your money then clap in the air
[Chorus:]
Fire in a hole!
Fire in a hole! (yo)
Fire in a hole! [3X]
Fire in a hole! (yo)
Fire in a hole!
Fire in a hole! (yo)
Fire in a hole! (yo, yo, yo)
[Verse 3: Method Man]
This is for them n***** on the bricks
Holdin' down a block for my n**** carlton fisk
The kid that stay up in a blocks
Ain't no christmas ever since Santa scratched my name off the giftlist
s*** aint been the same since the pain or forgiveness
Dead man talkin' about elected
Un live it cancer around throat of a critic
Yo doctor, describe me a drug that can knocka'
New on his a**, take a blast up a nucker
For real though a***nic production that kills slow your eardrums
Like a happy hooker with a d****
I spas on anyone who shows his a**
I got the mob with me plus a full tank of gas
[Verse 4: Redman]
Yo, yo
With me and meth swarm you need a net to cover you
Turn a rap game into W C W
Off the rope I hang glide to the grove
Straight people doubt french fries and a c**e
Doc's the name the burglar, serve ya
that lead through five from frigs and murtar
They skirt out my with Rick ran down tires
What a chicken I met who hand out flyers
Look I'ma areas, I don't have it
My crew large enough to walk and cause traffic
Bounce like box springs on your craft-matic
Before you be sueing doc for malpractice
You couldn't bang from start
Your girl see you beat up and s***
Get a change of heart
Flaming dark spit it, name a mark
My impact towards you JFK playin' in a park
[Chorus:]
Fire in a hole! [14X]
Yeah [3X]
Fire in a hole
Yeah [5X]
Mister meth, ha-ha
Funk doctor, ha-ha
Mathematics on the track, ha-ha
All my n***** in the bricks
All my n***** on Shaolin
Worldwide
To my whole crew, BBC
Hahhahahahaa....