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Lyrics for Fire Ina Hole by Man Method:
| | | Artist: | Man Method |
| | Album: | Tical 2000 Judgementday | | Track: | Fire Ina Hole | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 86 | | | | Lyrics: | Fire Ina Hole"
(feat. Redman)
Uh..
Come on [3X]
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 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
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 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 I'm 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
Ain't 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
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 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
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