Luyện nghe bài hát Half Man Half Amazin'

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

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

[Chorus: Rock]

Float on this magnificient track wise
Jamerican yes the rap vet
Reinforce threat, who got the money to bet
against the number one, holdin the position
Crush the competition with the edition
Heavy caliber rhyme, shootin ya peace sign
The on for real, run grab ya shield
Yo Meth, the steel and let these cats know the deal

[Method
Style blazin, Iron Lung on collaboration
Money for the takin I ain't confrontation
With P.R.ah, we the mens of tomorrow
Master, to kill, bringin the horror
to ya house like Amityville, keepin it more than
Niggas ain't supposed to feel, Hot Nicks ya know the
If you read the resume, gives a fuck niggaz say
Timb boots to pave the way, here I come to the day
Yes the fuckin press, transform to Mister Mef
See that logo on my chest, save a in distress
Hot shit, in the song, got to Get Until It's
Kids get it on get smacked up and shit upon
Right til ya me wrong, think you can do me hunh?
Can't we all get along, in this modern Babylon?
Dueling with my nemesis, down laws
Don't start if you can't it, I'm telling you Pah!
Got the of a meteor shower, comin down
on all ya cowards, trickin ya funds and powders
Here we come, from the slums, Dynamic Duo son
Ghost Rider Jonathan and Soul Number One

repeat 2X (sampled and scratched by Rock)]

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

Man]
Leapin tall buildings in a single bound, than a round
out a forty pound, y'all niggaz fuck around
Take that and it, Method Man I get
strong with Titantic shit, that means ship
Get a life and get a grip, there ain't a problem that I fix
Transmittin from Apocalypse
And the Cho-co-late, Boy Wonder, my
Cowabunga, evil doers days are numbered
We flexin like the X-Men on rap
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, Deadliest
For all the prejudiced,
there ain't a damn you can tell us, bite ya tongue
I be the troublesome, don't sleep niggaz is son

[Pete
Pick em off long range break em down to small change
A New York Giant stand in of ya ...
squad, what up God, a 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 coming live
through ya city, swing hard like Ken
Gain stats, now 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 one set and sound" -> [BDP]
"Meth-Tical" ->
"Pete Rock, this one's for the crew" -> [CL
"Half man, amazin" -> [Nas]
"One two!" "The numba one set and sound" ->
"Meth-Tical" -> "on arrival"
"Pete Rock, this one's for the crew" -> [CL

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