[Intro: Method Man]
C'mon
C'mon, state your business
C'mon, let's make it hot
C'mon (word) let's make it hot
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!

[Verse 1: Method Man]
With all due respect to the game, I'm the P-H-enom
Not ready for prime time, beyond
Extinction, change your way of thinking, or be gone
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 your head up
Turning 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 {*rocket fire*} 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
[Chorus: Method Man (Redman)]
Fire in the hole (yo, 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.. (Fire in the hole!)
Fire in the hole!
Fire in the hole (Fire in the hole!) Fire in the hole!! (Yes, yes, yes)
Fire in the hole

[Verse 2: Redman]
Yo, yo, yo, gunned down at sundown
Run now from the bucks sound, touchdown
Your crew wanna punt now? Punk blaow!
Swimming trunks torn up from the huntdown
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 hoodrat that ride like the "Bride of Chucky"
Walk through my hood, your jewels'll scream, "Tug me!"
Mind revolve to reload like a SCSI
Doc, Da Bigfoot out for the squoosh
Shell shocked like I'm six months in the bush
Fire in the hole! {*rocket fire*} Hiking in the snow
With forty motherfuckers expiring the globe
Footprints of Timbs and Wallabee soles
We case the place like Barnaby Jones, homes
Lay it down like plaits in your hair
Ride off with your money, then clap in the air!
[Chorus: Method Man (Redman)]
Fire in the hole (yo, 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.. (Fire in the hole!)
Fire in the hole!
Fire in the hole (Fire in the hole!) Fire in the hole!!
Fire in the hole

[Verse 3: Method Man]
This is for them n***as on Da Bricks, holding down their block
For my n***a Carlton Fisk, a kid who stay up in the box
Ain't no Christmas ever since Santa scratched my name off the giftlist
Shit ain't been the same since "The Pain", no forgiveness
Dead man talking '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 Binaca
For real though, Arsenic Production that kill slow
Your eardrums, like a happy hooker with a dildo
I spaz on anyone who show his ass
I got the mob with me plus a full tank of gas

[Verse 4: Redman]
Yo yo when Me and Mef swarm, you need a net to cover you
Turn the rap game into WCW
Off the rope I hangglide to the throat
Straight beef without french fries and a Coke
"Doc's Da Name", the burglar, I serve the
The "Lethal 5" from Riggs and Murtaugh
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 boxsprings 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 {*BOOM*}
[Chorus: Method Man (Redman)]
Fire in the hole (yo, 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.. (Fire in the hole!)
Fire in the hole!
Fire in the hole (Fire in the hole!) Fire in the hole!!
Fire in the hole

[Outro: Method Man (Redman)]
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, hah..
For my n***as in Da Bricks, ha
For my n***as on Shaolin, ha
Worldwide..
(To my whole crew, P-P-C!!!!
Hahahahahhhhh)