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lirik lagu fire ina hole – method man and redman

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
come on, let’s make it hot
hardcore, to make them brothers act fools
come on, come on

with all due respect to the game, i’m the p h enom
not ready for prime time beyond, extinction
change your way of thinkin’ or begone
fast the f-ck out, somethin’ stinkin’

could it be the skunk or could it be that body in the trunk
of my lincoln? continental style pop the p-ssy like a pimple
i’m fed up, i put it in your ear and f-ck ya head up
turnin’ up the temperature, hold them kids that entered

the 36th, master mix sh-t, bio-hazardous, pretentious
do it for the chemically imbalanced
state your business, pay me at the door
iron man, hear me roar on twelve inches

sh-ll shocked soldier in the trenches
fire in the hole 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

fire ina hole, yo, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole

fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole

yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo, gun downed at sundown
run now from the bucks sound, touchdown
your crew wanna punt now? punk blaow
swimmin’ trunks torn up from the hunt down
brakes lock ’em up now, a rich b-tch knock ’em up now

a plucked out eyebrow gal
naw, dawg, a broad got to be a huzzy
a hood rat that ride like the bride of chucky
walk through my hood, your jewels they scream, “tug me”
mind revolve’ to reload like a scsi

doc, da bigfoot out for da squosh
sh-ll shocked like i’m six months in the bush
fire ina hole, hikin’ in the snow
with forty motherf-ckers expirin’ the globe

footprints of timbs and wallabee soles
we case the place like barnaby jones, homes
lay it down like plats in ya hair
ride off withcha money, then clap in the air

fire ina hole, fire ina hole
yo, fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole
yo, fire ina hole, fire ina hole
yo, fire ina hole, yo, yo, yo

this is for dem n-gg-z on da bricks holdin’ down they block
for my n-gg- carlton fisk, a kid who stay up in the box
ain’t no christmas ever since santa scratched my name
off the gift list, sh-t ain’t been the same since the pain

no forgiveness, dead man talkin’ ’bout he lifted
i’m livid, hands around the throat of a critic
yo, doctor, prescribe me a drug that can knock
a mule on his -ss, take the blast out binaca

for real doe, -rs-nic production that kill slow
your eardrums like a happy hooker with a d-ld-
i spas on anyone who show his -ss
i got the mob with me plus a full tank of gas

yo, yo when me and meth swarm
you need a net to cover you
turn the rap game into w c w
off the rope i hang glide to the throat
straight beef without french fries and a coke

doc’s da name, da burglar, i serve ya
the lethal 5 from riggs and murtoch
then skart out my whip with ran down tires
with a chicken i met who hand out fliers

look, i’m an aries, i don’t have it
my crew large enough to walk and cause traffic
bounce like box springs on your kraftmatic
before you be suin’ doc for malpractice

you couldn’t bang from start, your girl see you
beat up and sh-t, get a change of heart
flaming darts is spittin’, name the mark
my impact tore jfk plane apart

fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole, fire ina hole
fire ina hole

yo, yo, yo, fire ina hole, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
mr. meth, funk doctor, mathematics, on the track
for my n-gg-z in da bricks, for my n-gg-z on shaolin
worldwide to my whole crew, p p c

- method man and redman

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