Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' It (Radio Promo Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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

For gold glory reachin' my
To smack rappers and makin' 'em outside
Waitin' for me to tell my secret style
And show them how it's done

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

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

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

Hello, I'm again, it's Ced Gee, the champion
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 this
Style like how you ask me now wow
I'm the movie, you seen on TV

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

Straight out of Attica, I come ya
And if ya run, I have to damage ya
By using my mind, choosing
Hard to in rhymes

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

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

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

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

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

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

We out