Method Man - Half Man Half Amazin' lyrics
[Method Man - Half Man Half Amazin' lyrics]
Get ready to get down
To the funky sound of the man they call"
"Pete Rock" "and 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)
PR, take them to the bridge, uhh!
Float on this magnificient
Track wise intelligent
All-star JAmerican yes the rap vet
Reinforce your threat
Who got the money to bet
Against the number one
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 PRah, we beez 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 resume
Gives a fuck what niggas say
Timb boots to pave the way
Here I come to save the day
Yes stoppin the fuckin press
Transform to Mister Mef
See that logo on my chest
Save a damsel in distress
Hot shit, in the song
Got to 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 hunh?
Can't we all just get along
In this modern Babylon?
Dueling with my nemesis, layin down laws
Don't start if you can't finish it
I'm telling 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 Number One
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 Titantic shit
That means abandon ship
Get a life and get a grip
There ain't a problem that I can't fix
Transmittin live from Apocalypse
And the Cho-co late, Boy Wonder, my sidekick
Cowabunga, these evil doers days are numbered
We flexin like the X-Men on rap veteran
That be's no question
Boy ya need protection son
I'm burnin up check the temperature
Ya fuckin wit 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 form 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 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 coming 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
Celebrating victory, rap world remedy
Take a double dose deadly deadly kid yo!
"C'mon!" "One two!"