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