Luyện nghe bài hát Half Man Half Amazin'

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

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

[Chorus: Pete

Float on this magnificient track wise
Jamerican yes the rap vet
Reinforce your threat, who got the to bet
against the number one, holdin down the
Crush the competition with the limited
Heavy caliber rhyme, shootin ya peace sign
The war's on for real, run ya shield
Yo Meth, take the and let these cats know the deal

Man]
Style blazin, Iron on this collaboration
for the takin I ain't sweatin confrontation
With P.R.ah, we beez the mens of
Master, license to kill, the horror
to ya house Amityville, keepin it more than real
Niggas ain't supposed to feel, Hot ya know the deal
If you read the resume, a fuck what niggaz say
boots to pave the way, here I come to save the day
Yes stoppin the fuckin press, to Mister Mef
See that logo on my chest, save a in distress
Hot shit, in the song, got to Get Until Gone
Kids wanna get it on get smacked up and upon
Right til ya me wrong, think you can do me hunh?
Can't we all just get along, in modern Babylon?
Dueling with my nemesis, layin laws
start if you can't finish it, I'm telling you Pah!
Got the power of a meteor shower, down
on all ya cowards, trickin ya funds and sniffin
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?" ->

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

Rock]
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
that you can't stop this
I'm like Refrigerator Perry right through it and just do it
So act like ya it, the Mount Vernon/Shaolin fluid
The rap coming live
through ya city, swing like Ken Griffey
Gain stats, now who's up to bat?
Knock em out the box, Man and Pete Rock
Celebrating victory, rap world
a double dose deadly
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 numba one set and sound" ->
"Meth-Tical" -> "on arrival"
"Pete Rock, this for the crew" -> [CL Smooth]

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