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Half Man Half Amazin Lyrics - Artist : Pete Rock
To all my Bronx niggas (Yeah!)
And I say right about now get ready to get down To the funky sound of the man they call Pete Rock (The Method Man) Dumbheads, what? Cherryheads, what? Appleheads, what, what, what? (Meth-Tical, you know how we do, dunn, yeah Hit it off, you know what I mean? Like this y'all) P.R., take them to the bridge, uhh! Float on this magnificent track, wise intelligent All-star Jamerican, yes, the rap vet Reinforce your threat, who got the money to bet? Against the #1 holdin' down the position Crush the competition with the limited edition Heavy-caliber rhyme, shootin' down ya peace sign The war's on, for real, run, grab ya shield Yo, Meth, take the steel and let these cats know the deal Style blazin', Iron Lung on this collaboration Money for the takin', I ain't sweatin' confrontation With P.R.-ah, we be's the mens of tomorrow Master, license to kill, bringin' the horror To ya house like, Amityville, keepin' it more than real Niggas ain't supposed to feel, hot Nicks, ya know the deal If you read the résumé, gives a fuck what niggas say? Timb boots to pave the way, here I come to save the day Yes, stop the fuckin' press, transform to Mister Meth See that logo on my chest, save a damsel in distress Hot shit in the song, gotta get until it's gone Kids wanna get it on, get smacked up and shit upon Right 'til ya prove me wrong, think you can do me, huh? Can't we all just get along in this modern Babylon? Duelin' with my nemesis, layin' down laws Don't start if you can't finish it, I'm tellin' you, Pah! Got the power of a meteor shower, comin' down on all ya cowards Trickin' ya funds and sniffin' powders Here we come, straight from the slums, dynamic duo, son Ghost Rider Jonathan and Soul Brother #1 Sendin' this one out... to my man Meth-Tical, Pete Rock Half man, half amazin' Make it hot nigga! For you! Know what I'm sayin'? Sendin' this one out... to my man Meth-Tical, Pete Rock Half man, half amazin' Make it hot nigga! For you! Know what I'm sayin'? Leapin' tall buildings in a single bound, faster than a round Blastin' out a forty pound, y'all niggas fuck around Take that and handle it Method Man, I get strong with Titanic shit That means abandon ship Get a life and get a grip There ain't no problem that I can't fix Transmittin' live from Apocalypse And the Chocolate Boy Wonder, my sidekick, cowabunga These evil doers days is numbered We flexin' like the X-Men on rap veteran That be's no question, boy, you need protection, son I'm burnin' up, check the temperature Ya fuckin' with The Last Emperor, Iron Lung, dangerous, son For all who enter the, 36, deadliest chambers For all the prejudiced entertainers There ain't a damn thing you can tell us, bite ya tongue I be the troublesome, don't sleep, niggas is holdin', son Pick 'em off from long-range, break 'em down to small change A New York Giant stand in front of ya... squad, what up, God? A million-to-one odds that you can't stop this bullet I'm like Refrigerator Perry, rush right through it and just do it So, act like ya knew it, the Mount Vernon/Shaolin fluid The rap committee comin' live through ya city Swing hard like Ken Griffey Gain stats, now, who's next up to bat? Knock 'em out the box, Method Man and Pete Rock Celebratin' victory, rap world remedy Take a double dose, deadly (deadly kid), yo! C'mon! One, two! The number 1 set and sound Meth-Tical Pete Rock, this one's for the crew Half man, half amazin' One, two! The number 1 set and sound Meth-Tical on arrival Pete Rock, this one's for the crew Half man, half amazin' |
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