Luyện nghe bài hát Half Man Half Amazin'

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

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

Pete Rock]

Float on magnificient track wise intelligent
All-star yes the rap vet
Reinforce your threat, who got the to bet
the number one, holdin down the position
Crush the competition with the limited
Heavy caliber rhyme, shootin down ya peace
The on for real, run grab ya shield
Yo Meth, take the steel and let these know the deal

Man]
Style blazin, Iron Lung on this
Money for the I ain't sweatin confrontation
With P.R.ah, we beez the of tomorrow
Master, license to kill, bringin the
to ya house like Amityville, keepin it more real
Niggas ain't supposed to feel, Hot Nicks ya the deal
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 It's Gone
Kids wanna get it on get smacked up and upon
til ya prove me wrong, think you can do me hunh?
Can't we all just get along, in this modern
Dueling with my nemesis, 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, ya funds and sniffin powders
we come, straight from the slums, Dynamic Duo son
Ghost Jonathan and Soul Brother 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!" -> [Big
"For you!" "KnowhatI'msayin?" ->

Man]
Leapin tall in a single bound, faster than a round
out a forty pound, y'all niggaz fuck around
Take and handle it, Method Man I get
with Titantic shit, that means abandon ship
Get a life and get a grip, there ain't a problem I can't fix
Transmittin live Apocalypse
And the Cho-co-late, Boy Wonder, my
Cowabunga, evil doers days are numbered
We flexin like the X-Men on rap
That 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 sleep niggaz is son

Rock]
Pick em off form long range break em down to small
A New York stand in front of ya ...
squad, what up God, a to one one odds
that you stop this bullet
I'm like Refrigerator Perry rush right it and just do it
So act ya knew it, the Mount Vernon/Shaolin fluid
The rap committee live
through ya city, swing hard like Ken
Gain stats, now who's next up to
Knock em out the box, Method Man and Pete
Celebrating victory, rap remedy
Take a dose deadly
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, half amazin" ->
"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)]