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Method Man - Fire Ina Hole

Method Man

C'mon

C'mon, state your business

C'mon, let's make it hot

C'mon (word) let's make it hot

C'mon, let's make it hot

C'mon, let's make it hot

(Hardcore, to make them brothers act fools)

C'mon! C'mon!

With all due respect to the game, I'm the P-H-enom

Not ready for prime time, be-yond, extinction

Change your way of thinkin, or be-gone

fast the fuck out, somethin stinkin

Could it be the skunk, or could it be that body in the trunk

of my Lincoln, Continental style pop the pussy like a pimple

I'm fed up, I put it in your ear and fuck ya head up

Turnin up the temperature, hold them kids that entered the

36th, master mix shit

Biohazardous, pretentious

Do it for the chemically imbalanced

State your business, pay me at the door

Iron Man, hear me roar on twelve inches

Shell shocked soldier in the trenches

Fire in the hole {*rocket fire*} game commences

Third string rappers play the benches

Reload, there'll be no repentance for souls

Just life sentence, with no chance for parole

and that's real

Chorus: Method Man and Redman

{*rocket fire*}

Fire in the hole (Yo, fire in the hole!) {*machine guns*}

Fire in the hole

{*rocket fires twice*}

Fire in the hole (Fire in the hole!) Fire in the hole!!

Fire in the hole

{*rocket fires twice*}

Fire in the hole.. (Fire in the hole!) {*machine guns*}

Fire in the hole!

{*rocket fires twice*}

Fire in the hole (Fire in the hole!) Fire in the hole!!

Fire in the hole

Redman

Yes, yes, yes.. yo yo, yo

Gundowned at sundown

Run now from the bucks sound, touchdown

Your crew wanna punt now? Punk BLAOW

Swimmin trunks torn up from the huntdown

Brakes lock em up now, a rich bitch knock em up now

A plucked out eyebrow gal

Naw dawg, a broad got to be a huzzy

A hoodrat that ride like the "Bride of Chucky"

Walk through my hood, your jewels they scream "

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