Luyện nghe bài hát Half Man Half Amazin'

[Pete Rock] To all my Bronx (Yeah!)
"And I say right now get ready to get down
to the funky sound of the man call"
"Pete Rock" "and Man"

Man]
Dumbheads, what? Cherryheads..
Appleheads, what what?
(Meth-Tical, you know how we do Dunn,
Hit it off you know what I mean, this y'all)
P.R., them to the bridge, uhh!

Pete Rock]

Float on this magnificient track wise
All-star yes the rap vet
your threat, who got the money to bet
against the number one, down the position
Crush the competition with the edition
caliber rhyme, shootin down ya peace sign
The war's on for real, run ya shield
Yo Meth, take the steel and let cats know the deal

[Method
Style blazin, Iron Lung on this
Money for the takin I ain't confrontation
P.R.ah, we beez the mens of tomorrow
Master, license to kill, bringin the
to ya house Amityville, keepin it more than real
Niggas supposed to feel, Hot Nicks ya know the deal
If you read the resume, gives a what niggaz say
Timb boots to pave the way, here I to save the day
Yes stoppin the fuckin press, transform to Mef
See that logo on my chest, a damsel in distress
Hot shit, in the song, got to Get Until It's
wanna get it on get smacked up and shit upon
Right til ya prove me wrong, think you can do me
Can't we all just get along, in this modern
with my nemesis, layin down laws
Don't start if you can't finish it, I'm you Pah!
Got the power of a meteor shower, down
on all ya cowards, trickin ya and sniffin powders
Here we come, straight the slums, Dynamic Duo son
Ghost Rider Jonathan and Soul Brother One

[Chorus: repeat 2X (sampled and by Rock)]

"Sendin this one out.. to my man" ->
"Meth-Tical" -> "Pete Rock"
"Half man, half amazin" ->
"Make it hot nigga!" -> [Big
"For you!" "KnowhatI'msayin?" ->

[Method
Leapin tall buildings in a single bound, faster a round
Blastin out a forty pound, y'all fuck around
that and handle it, Method Man I get
strong with Titantic shit, means abandon ship
Get a life and get a grip, there ain't a that I can't fix
Transmittin live Apocalypse
And the Cho-co-late, Boy Wonder, my
Cowabunga, these evil doers days are
We like the X-Men on rap veteran
be's no question, boy ya need protection son
I'm up check the temperature
Ya fuckin wit The Last Emperor, Lung dangerous son
For all who enter the, 36, chambers
For all the prejudiced,
ain't a damn thing you can tell us, bite ya tongue
I be the troublesome, don't niggaz is holdin son

[Pete
Pick em off long range break em down to small change
A New York Giant in front of ya ...
squad, up God, a million to one one odds
you can't stop this bullet
I'm like Refrigerator Perry rush through it and just do it
So act like ya knew it, the Mount fluid
The rap committee live
through ya city, hard like Ken Griffey
stats, now who's next up to bat?
Knock em out the box, Man and Pete Rock
Celebrating victory, rap remedy
Take a double dose
kid.. yo!

"C'mon!" "One two!"
"The numba one set and sound" ->
"Meth-Tical" ->
"Pete Rock, one's for the crew" -> [CL Smooth]
"Half man, amazin" -> [Nas]
"One two!" "The one set and sound" -> [BDP]
"Meth-Tical" -> "on arrival"
"Pete Rock, this for the crew" -> [CL Smooth]

"Half man, amazin" -> [Nas (continues to echo to end)]