Fire Ina Hole (Album Version|Explicit)

Fire Ina Hole - Method Man (方法人)

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Come on

Come on

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 (hardcore to make 'em rubbers at cold)

Come on come on

With all do respect to tha game

I'm tha ph- enom not ready for primetime be on

Extinction change tha way u thinkin or be gone

Pass tha f**k 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**sy like a pimple

I'm fed up

I put it in your ear and f**k 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

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Fire in a hole (yeah)

Fire in a hole (yeah yeah)

Fire in a hole (yo yo yo yo)

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**ch 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 Chuckey

Walk through my hood your drools is screamed: "Thug 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 motherf**kers 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

Fire in a hole

Fire in a hole (yo)

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Fire in a hole (yo)

Fire in a hole (yo yo yo)

This is for them niggas on the bricks

Holdin' down a block for my ni**a carlton fisk

The kid that stay up in a blocks

Ain't no christmas ever since Santa scratched my name off the giftlist

Sh*t ain't 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 arsenic production that kills slow your eardrums

Like a happy hooker with a dildo

I spas on anyone who shows his a**

I got the mob with me plus a full tank of gas

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 coke

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 sh*t

Get a change of heart

Flaming dark spit it name a mark

My impact towards you JFK playin' in a park

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Yeah Yeah Yeah

Fire in a hole

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Mister meth ha-ha

Funk doctor ha-ha

Mathematics on the track ha-ha

All my niggas in the bricks

All my niggas on Shaolin

Worldwide

To my whole crew BBC

Hahhahahahaa