Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' It

Yo, whattup Ced Gee, this is hype, I'm feelin' it
Word up, Kool Keith, yeah,
Yo, Moe Luv, tell 'em one more time how Keith is feelin'
got the feelin'
Word up, I like that, one more time, one time
You've got the
Aight, yo, Keith, bust this, tell 'em how you really

Now here's a funky beat, my is updated
For soft ducks, I played it once, a jumped on it
Girls got stupid, humped on it
And the back, I pumped on it

Mostly, with skill, top
to West, but I guess, I'm right
While others are
Tryin' to teach and my song
Along, with wiggedy-wack

Stay back, get back, sit back
And think about it, whenever dissin' me
You are the roach, the six legs me
And me, steadily on

Metaphor, better for, more
On my tour, are sore
I'll be sure, I'm
So tell me how I duck, rappers around

In town, wearin' no boots
Toy Bally, suits
Rip a story,and his auditory
Canal Street is my

For gold reachin' my hand
To smack and makin' 'em stand outside
Waitin' for me to tell them my secret
And show them how really done

My son, now I'm to you
And if you're bad smack you too
A of rhymes, shattering
Now you're cut up, say up?
Shut up, 'cause I'm it

Yo, that was dope, got the feelin'
Whattup, Trev I'm runnin' America right now
Whassup Ced Gee, you've got the feelin'
Yo, Ced, you ready to get on and 'em how you feel?

word up, bust this, man, I'ma do this
You've got the
I might as go do this right?
man
Aight, do it

Hello, I'm back again, it's Ced Gee, the
Of and wisdom over all topics
I'm the chief, the prophet
Topping, all the who are delirious
rhymin', I'm more serious

Like this, with twists as
I took time and rearranged
Style how versatile you ask me now wow
I'm the movie, you seen on TV

be numerous but believe me
I'll you up, bash your brain, rotate your liver
Then I'm give ya, a fresh rhyme, maybe
Sealed and delivered by me, the

Straight out of Attica, I after ya
And if ya run, I have to ya mentally
By using my mind, choosing
to define in rhymes

A dictionary wordpiece the Brainiac
I blew domepiece open, hopin' you'll say to me
"That was dope," like an anatomy on the turntables
Slicing with verbs, fully enabled

Equipped, with a white
To away the germs who wanna hang with this
Ultra smoker, man, no joker
With the I wrote and I quote them, 'cause I'm feelin' it

You've got the
I it, one more time, man
You've got the
Just another Boogie Bronx sure shot

got the feeling
Word up, 4-3 Mission posse in
got the feeling
To my man Tim

My door neighbor
House family
Oh the 9 crew, Dexter, everybody
Brother Kev, brother Kev

Keith, Kevvy Kev is in effect
Yo, Calvin, up?
Jungle Brothers, Violators, the family man

We out