The Pit (feat. Method Man)

Lyrics

Doctor P you ready
 Mr. F you on deck
 Meth, check that
 Mr. F, what, Meth, huh, P (get 'em)
 Mr. F, uh, Meth, what, P (get 'em)
 Mr. F, what, Meth, huh, P (get 'em)
 Mr. F, what, Meth, huh, P (get 'em)
 Mr. F, what, Meth, huh, P (yea)
 Mr. F, what, Meth, huh, P (get 'em)
 I dont think they ready for this one
 Drinks down, man up
 Circle round, stand up
 Pimps up, hands down
 Beat 'em up, man down
 No hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 Method Man tear the roof off
 Jump in the pit
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 Lets make this club move like we got something to prove (mosh)
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 Is there something wrong with me, or is there something wrong with you (mosh)
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 It's all true, you already know what to do
 No hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 Method Man tear the roof off
 Jump in the pit
 First of all, how many first to brawl
 If you try and break something, I'm the first you call
 My shovel ready if any dirt's involved
 And I euthenize rappers that try and hurt my dog (woof)
 I off the lame that think I'm off my game, killer thoughts (chika-bow)
 And get it off your brain
 Them dudes cost money, but love don't cost a thing
 But it might cost your life, you don't come up off the chain
 Drinks down, man up
 Circle round, stand up
 Pimps up, hands down
 Beat 'em up, man down
 No hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 Method Man tear the roof off
 Jump in the pit
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 Lets make this club move like we got something to prove (mosh)
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 Is there something wrong with me, or is there something wrong with you (mosh)
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 It's all true, you already know what to do
 No hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 Method Man tear the roof off
 Jump in the pit
 I'm like Jesus, you come across my name
 Fast and Furious than any that cut across my lane
 House of Pain that have an ounce of Jane
 No raincoat for haters that try and doubt my reign
 Adam F, Mr. Meth and Doc P
 The people need a reason to mosh, they got three
 We live by the code, my killers locked and load
 If the bitch catch fire, stop drop and roll
 Drinks down, man up
 Circle round, stand up
 Pimps up, hands down
 Beat 'em up, man down
 Drinks down, man up
 Circle round, stand up
 Pimps up, hands down
 Beat 'em up, man down
 No hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 No no no hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 No no no hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 Method Man tear the roof off
 Jump in the pit
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 Lets make this club move like we got something to prove (mosh)
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 Is there something wrong with me, or is there something wrong with you (mosh)
 Everbody in the moshpit (moshpit)
 It's all true, you already know what to do
 No hands in the air, no need for pumping your fists
 Method Man tear the roof off
 Jump in the pit
 Mr. F, what, Meth, huh, P (get 'em)
 Mr. F, what, Meth, huh, P (yea)
 Mr. F, huh, Meth, what, P (get 'em)
 I dont think they ready for this one
 *gunshot*
 

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Duration
03:39
Tempo
87 BPM

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