Fire Water
Fat Joe feat. Big Pun Armageddon and Raekwon Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
(4:30 in the morning, Mira
You know what I mean, Mira
Let's get this money sorted and counted, word
Know what I mean, dame te culo mami
Give me my shit back, Mira, hey yo
Fat Joe and them is here now, word
The remix, add on son
Politic for the real ones)
[Chorus]
We get knots, like stockbrokers who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner son, fake a jack, you be a goner
Yo, control this rap like Napoleon
Half-Mongolian, hold it, you owe me in
Rock 'em like linolieum, yeah
Lex, diamonds, shin'in like you rhymin'
929'n, Titanium glass, time to play that ass
Whirlwinds of French, come movin' intense
Time to pull again, release the shell,well
Make 'em yell again, so sleek
But I'm a be maxin' in suites
Countin' your paper and countin' your sheeps
Hittin' your chick in Jeeps
Miraculously, attack your faculty, who wanna tackle me?
You jack mack, kidnap 'em for free
What?, you got heat, you better pop those
We movin' like gestapos, through underground potholes
That rock those, much land discoveries
Chrome rims, sippin' bubbly
Who livin' lovily, half a brick to cover me
So dissin' me, come on now listen G,
You's a dime I'm a key
Thun, thun straight out of Sicily
Now, back to the stash crib
Joey Crack baggin' up cracks
One love, give 'em Jeep bags, Kid!
[Chorus]
Word life, I'll be the infamous
Who leaks the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
Run up in your crib, blast your kids
Ain't no myth in this, shit's official
I'll pistol-whip you with my Smith and Wesson
Cause my investin' was sendin rappers to heaven
Gives me an erection
You need protection from the smooth assassin
Who really moves at action, blastin' mothafuckas
Execution fashion
Now who's the fat one that you love to hate
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Then I'll wack you with my snub 38
It doesn't take much to make me restless
Look at my face and definite lose your breath
Truck my face is Lexus
You want to test this, so really?,
I'll make one call and have the whole WU comin' on the ferry
I'm very dangerous and well-connected
I puff an L with Method, then try to
Decide who's next to fill his neck slit
So respected and admired the boss, retired your lost
Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con Dios!
[Chorus]
You guys despise guys like us
Guys like us, disgust like Spartacus
You cuss and claim a bust
You lust for a part of us, you thrust
But can't touch
Plus we far from any type of fellas you can trust
Put the pressure on the mic, I biz
Press to your chest, sound like sweat on my back
We're having sex, tight-ass flex
Pretty Pocahontas pussy sweet, like my new Tek
Sis' got curves like a GS, 300 Lex
My body's 95% alcohol, 5% cancer
Sosa diamonds, Getty, Lucci, blaze it up like Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
As I Remember my menage au trois was mired by sluts
I questionmark your heart, punctuate your fate
All your version predicates
Done as well as you pronunciate
In the (west) we're gonna break you off the isle
Take C.O.s hostage arab style, no surrender
[Chorus]
Yo, I'm all about business and enterprisin'
Advisin' financial advisers on franchisin' the wider than horizons
Divisin' ideas with master minders
Movin' on a stash of diamonds
First we get the cash, then we laugh like miners
Don't get me wrong I'm a funny bastard
But when it come to money, son, I'm not the one to laugh with
I'm after for what cash can bring me brothers
Me and my demon lovers blast and laugh at hyenas
Back to Ringling Brothers believe them others
You's the best, yet, and still
I'm investin' mils on a hunch over lunch
Puffin' on a Chesterfield, who wants to test
The real scandalous
I'm at the Sands in Los Angeles
Plannin' hits with an ananymous philanthropist
Spanish kids, close to God, like evangelists
Choppin' niggas up and makin' sandwiches
Big shout to my man Raekwon, word is bond
The lyrics to Fat Joe feat. Big Pun Armageddon and Raekwon's song "Fire Water" contain several references to money and success. The chorus talks about getting rich and being able to live the high life, while the verses boast about the rappers' skills and power. The first verse refers to a stash of diamonds, counting money, and having control, while the second verse talks about running up in someone's house and pistol-whipping them with a Smith and Wesson gun. The final verse references business and investing, as well as chopping up people and making sandwiches. Overall, the lyrics to "Fire Water" portray the rappers as powerful, wealthy, and unstoppable.
Line by Line Meaning
(That's how the east side gets down, word up!)
This is how the east side operates, you know what I'm saying?
(4:30 in the morning, Mira
It's 4:30 in the morning, listen
You know what I mean, Mira
You understand what I'm saying, listen
Let's get this money sorted and counted, word
Let's organize and count this money, you know what I mean?
Know what I mean, dame te culo mami
You know what I'm saying, give me my stuff back
Give me my shit back, Mira, hey yo
Give me my stuff back, listen
Fat Joe and them is here now, word
Fat Joe and his crew are here now, you know what I mean?
Shine like marbles, collects diamonds
We shine brightly like marbles, collecting diamonds
The remix, add on son
This is the remix, adding more to it, you know?
Politic for the real ones
Playing the game for the true ones
We get knots, like stockbrokers who own Marriotts
We accumulate wealth, like stockbrokers who own Marriott hotels
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
We shoot guns for all my friends who confront the police
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
The wealthy Corleone crew is present, numerous in numbers
Corner son, fake a jack, you be a goner
Stay in your corner, pretend to rob us, and you'll be in trouble
Yo, control this rap like Napoleon
I dominate this rap game like Napoleon Bonaparte
Half-Mongolian, hold it, you owe me in
Mixed heritage, be careful, you owe me
Rock 'em like linolieum, yeah
I defeat them easily, like stepping on linoleum
Lex, diamonds, shin'in' like you rhymin'
Luxury cars, diamonds shining like your rhymes
929'n, Titanium glass, time to play that ass
Slang for a car model, with strong and flashy appearance, it's time to confront you
Whirlwinds of French, come movin' intense
French luxury cars moving swiftly and powerfully
Time to pull again, release the shell, well
Time to shoot again, letting the bullets fly
Make 'em yell again, so sleek
Make them shout again, it's so smooth
But I'm a be maxin' in suites
But I'll be relaxing in luxury hotel suites
Countin' your paper and countin' your sheeps
Counting your money and counting your victories
Hittin' your chick in Jeeps
Having sexual encounters with your girl in Jeeps
Miraculously, attack your faculty, who wanna tackle me?
Surprisingly, I attack your crew, who dares to challenge me?
You jack mack, kidnap 'em for free
You steal, I capture them for free
What?, you got heat, you better pop those
What? You have guns, you better use them
We movin' like gestapos, through underground potholes
We're moving like secret police, navigating through dangerous situations
That rock those, much land discoveries
That conquer those, finding great opportunities
Chrome rims, sippin' bubbly
Luxury car rims, sipping champagne
Who livin' lovily, half a brick to cover me
Who's living luxurious, half a kilogram of drugs to protect me
So dissin' me, come on now listen G
So if you disrespect me, come on now, listen
You's a dime I'm a key
You're worth ten cents, I'm worth a thousand dollars
Thun, thun straight out of Sicily
Thunder, thunder straight out of Sicily
Now, back to the stash crib
Now, back to the hideout
Joey Crack baggin' up cracks
Joey Crack packaging drugs
One love, give 'em Jeep bags, Kid!
Spread love, give them packages of drugs, kid!
Word life, I'll be the infamous
I swear, I'll be infamous
Who leaks the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
I expose informants, drugs are the most powerful
Run up in your crib, blast your kids
Enter your home, shoot your children
Ain't no myth in this, shit's official
There's no doubt about it, this shit is real
I'll pistol-whip you with my Smith and Wesson
I'll hit you with the butt of my gun
Cause my investin' was sendin rappers to heaven
Because my rap style was killing other rappers
Gives me an erection
It excites me
You need protection from the smooth assassin
You need to be protected from the smooth killer
Who really moves at action, blastin' mothafuckas
Who really takes action, shooting motherfuckers
Execution fashion
Killing with style
Now who's the fat one that you love to hate
Now who's the overweight person that you hate
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Find you at your mother's funeral, hit you
Then I'll wack you with my snub 38
Then I'll hit you with my short-barreled .38 caliber gun
It doesn't take much to make me restless
It's easy to make me impatient
Look at my face and definite lose your breath
Look at my face and definitely become breathless
Truck my face is Lexus
My face is smooth like a Lexus car
You want to test this, so really?
You want to challenge me, is that really true?
I'll make one call and have the whole WU comin' on the ferry
I'll make one phone call and have the entire Wu-Tang Clan come on a boat
I'm very dangerous and well-connected
I'm extremely dangerous and have many powerful connections
I puff an L with Method, then try to
I smoke a joint with Method Man, then attempt to
Decide who's next to fill his neck slit
Determine who's next to have their throat cut
So respected and admired the boss, retired your lost
So respected and admired, the boss retired, you're defeated
Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con Dios!
Wu Tang, your terror squad, go with God!
You guys despise guys like us
You guys hate people like us
Guys like us, disgust like Spartacus
People like us, disgust others like Spartacus did
You cuss and claim a bust
You curse and claim to be tough
You lust for a part of us, you thrust
You desire to be a part of us, you push forward
But can't touch
But you can't reach us
Plus we far from any type of fellas you can trust
And we're far from being the type of guys you can trust
Put the pressure on the mic, I biz
Put pressure on the microphone, I take care of business
Press to your chest, sound like sweat on my back
Press it against your chest, like the sound of sweat on my back
We're having sex, tight-ass flex
We're having sex, with tight muscles
Pretty Pocahontas pussy sweet, like my new Tek
Beautiful Pocahontas, sweet pussy, like my new firearm
Sis' got curves like a GS, 300 Lex
She has curves like a luxury car, Lexus GS 300
My body's 95% alcohol, 5% cancer
My body is mainly made up of alcohol, with a small percentage of cancer
Sosa diamonds, Getty, Lucci, blaze it up like Bonanza
Expensive diamonds, shining bright, blaze it up like the TV show Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
Find me in the neighborhood, drug money is making me anxious
As I remember my menage au trois was mired by sluts
As I recall, my threesome was spoiled by promiscuous women
I questionmark your heart, punctuate your fate
I question your loyalty, determine your destiny
All your version predicates
All your claims and statements
Done as well as you pronunciate
Proven to be as true as you pronounce
In the (west) we're gonna break you off the isle
In the western region, we're going to defeat you and remove you from power
Take C.O.s hostage arab style, no surrender
Capture correctional officers, adopting an Arab-like strategy, no giving up
Yo, I'm all about business and enterprisin'
I am fully focused on business and entrepreneurship
Advisin' financial advisers on franchisin' the wider than horizons
Giving advice to financial advisors on expanding their horizons
Divisin' ideas with master minders
Creating ideas with highly intelligent individuals
Movin' on a stash of diamonds
Moving along with a supply of diamonds
First we get the cash, then we laugh like miners
First we obtain the money, then we laugh like miners
Don't get me wrong I'm a funny bastard
Don't misunderstand, I have a sense of humor
But when it come to money, son, I'm not the one to laugh with
But when it comes to money, I'm not someone to mess around with
I'm after for what cash can bring me brothers
I'm pursuing what money can provide for me and my comrades
Me and my demon lovers blast and laugh at hyenas
Me and my wicked companions shoot and laugh at hyenas
Back to Ringling Brothers believe them others
Returning to a life of circus-like entertainment, trust no one else
You's the best, yet, and still
You claim to be the best, however,
I'm investin' mils on a hunch over lunch
I'm investing millions based on a gut feeling while having lunch
Puffin' on a Chesterfield, who wants to test
Smoking a cigarette, who wants to challenge
The real scandalous
The truly scandalous one
I'm at the Sands in Los Angeles
I'm at the Sands hotel in Los Angeles
Plannin' hits with an anonymous philanthropist
Planning criminal activities with a generous person whose identity is hidden
Spanish kids, close to God, like evangelists
Hispanic youngsters, deeply religious, like evangelists
Choppin' niggas up and makin' sandwiches
Cutting people up and making sandwiches out of them
Big shout to my man Raekwon, word is bond
Sending a big shout-out to my friend Raekwon, it's the truth
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, JELLYBEAN MUSIC GROUP
Written by: COREY WOODS, JOSEPH ANTHONY CARTAGENA
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
RULTIPLO
OBRA DE ARTE SUPREMA! QUE ESSA TRACK NUNCA MORRA! REST IN PEACE PUN!
Garrett
Very solid Hip Hop track. Big Pun has gotten all the great remarks that can be said about him, so, I'll point how just how beautiful Raekwon's flow has been over his whole career -- very under appreciated flow.
iLLeventhHourz
Rae is flawless and exquisite, so glad I can go back and listen to a hip hop track that has so much poetry and versatility.
The Czar
Str8 up man. rae has such a siq flow man. this beat also makes me think how nas should've been all in it
Dansby
Always dreaming about Pun's album with gritty, grimey production like this...
Showbiz, Buckwild,Lord Finesse and Diamond D perfect producer's combination to give right direction...
JoeyTheChin
Yo It’s hard to believe that Pun has been in Thugz Mansion for 23 years now!!
Dak Rose
The way Pun starts that classic verse is beyond wild ...RIP
Kyle Bischoff
What a Masterpiece...
I can almost hear Big L jumping in on this beat!
Alexander Devine
That wouldve been 2 much 2 handle! But we wouldve had 2 meet our fate! Lol
Tee Oh
I can definitely hear Big L on this.. This song would've been even more 🔥