Method Man & Redman Fire Ina Hole

(feat. Redman)



Uh..

Come on [x3]

State your business

Come on

Lets make it hot

Come on (word)

Lets make it hot

Come on

Lets make it hot

Come on, lets make it hot (hardcore to make em rubbers at cold)

Come on, come on



[Verse 1: Method Man]



[Verse 1: (method man)]

with all do 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 fuck out , somethin stinkin ,

could it be tha skunk? or could it be that body

in tha trunk? of my lincoln , continental style,

pop tha pussy like a pimple,

im fed up

I put it in your ear and fuck 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

Therell 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 bitch 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 Im 6 months in the bush

Fire in a hole!

Hiking in the snow with 40 motherfuckers 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 niggas on the bricks

Holdin down a block for my nigga carlton fisk

The kid that stay up in a blocks

Aint no christmas ever since Santa scratched my name off the giftlist

shit 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 ass, 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 ass

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 coke

Docs 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 Ima areas, I dont 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 couldnt bang from start

Your girl see you beat up and shit

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 niggas in the bricks

All my niggas on Shaolin

Worldwide

To my whole crew, BBC

Hahhahahahaa....
[ Fire Ina Hole Lyrics ]