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Method Man
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Fire In Da Hole
作詞:Ronald Maurice Bean, Reggie Noble, Clifford Smith
C'mon, c'mon, state your business C'mon, let's make it hot, c'mon let's make it hot (Word) 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, beyond, extinction Change your way of thinkin', or begone 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 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
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Fire in the hole (Fire in the hole) Fire in the hole, fire in the hole (Fire in the hole) Fire in the hole, fire in the hole
Yes, yes, yes, yo yo, yo, gun downed at sundown Run now from the bucks sound, touchdown Your crew wanna punt now? Punk blow Swimmin' trunks torn up from the hunt down
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 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 SQUOOSH Shell shocked like I'm six months in the bush Fire in the hole, hikin' in the snow With forty motherfuckers 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 with 'cha money, then clap in the air
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This is for dem niggaz on Da Bricks, holdin' down they block For my nigga Carlton Fisk a kid who stay up in the box Ain't no Christmas ever since Santa scratched my name Off the gift list, shit 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 ass, take the blast out Bianca
For real doe, Arsenic Production that kill slow Your eardrums, like a happy hooker with a dildo I spas, on anyone who show his ass 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 SKRRRT 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 shit, get a change of heart Flaming darts is spittin', name the mark My impact tore JFK plane apart
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Yo, yo, yo (Fire in the hole) Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, Mr. Meth, ha ha Funk Doctor, ha, ha, mathematics, on the track, ha, ha For my niggaz in Da Bricks, ha for my niggaz on Shaolin, ha Worldwide
To my whole crew, P P C Ha, ha, ha, ha
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