Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' It

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

Now a funky beat, my rhyme is updated
For soft ducks, I played it once, a biter on it
Girls got stupid, freaks on it
And from the back, I on it

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

back, get back, sit back down
And think about it, whenever you're me
You are the roach, the six wishin' me
And me, steadily on

Metaphor, for, psychin' more
On my tour, brains are
be sure, I'm fresher
So tell me how I duck, rappers around

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

For gold reachin' my hand
To rappers and makin' 'em stand outside
for me to tell them my secret style
And show them how really it's

My son, now I'm to you
And if you're bad smack you too
A glass of rhymes,
Now cut up, say what up?
up, 'cause I'm feelin' 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 to get on and tell 'em how you feel?

Yeah word up, bust this, man, do this
got the feelin'
I as well go do this right?
man
Aight, do it

Hello, I'm again, it's Ced Gee, the champion
Of knowledge and over all topics
I'm the chief, the prophet
Topping, all the ducks who are
About rhymin', I'm 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

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

out of Attica, I come after ya
And if ya run, I have to damage ya
By using my mind, adjectives
to define in rhymes

A dictionary from the Brainiac
I blew your open, hopin' you'll say to me
"That was dope," an anatomy operation on the turntables
Slicing nerds with verbs, fully

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

got the feeling
I feel it, one time, man
got the feeling
Just another Boogie Down sure shot

got the feeling
Word up, 4-3 Mission in effect
You've got the
To my man Tim

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

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

We out