Luyện nghe bài hát Feels So Good

Yes, yes, yes it's a test test test now is the town
Where we rest rest rest if you were
Were the ballistics finally in again, Brand Nubian!
You and your girl came to see the three

Now she stays the funky lyrics, throw her down
To her PJ'S lay her on the floor and do
In three ways the party, guess what?
she's still payin'!

so good!

I got this girl a mink sable, in I got a cable
Her name was Fat Mabel and she brought my kid to
Ate pasta this rasta, went out with her sister
Her on her chin, thought she was a mister
out disco dancing and my feet I made blister
Smacked in the face until I I dissed her

Encounter with a stunt, and I'm out for fronts
And stunts was on the wiggy, I her name was Ziggy
But her was Lucy and I met her on the deucey
Put me on to go in a store to get loosey
(Come on)

Aiyyo mack she to stop it
Now let me kick some since we're building on the topic
'Cause yo, I knew this girl and her name was
She rested in Medina, never saw eyes greener than
But yo was just one little flaw, the green eyes

I had to penalize, cause was bought in a store
A synthetic cosmetic, it was
If they was real, then yo she got the
But they so she doesn't
I like the look, so I kicked it to her cousin

Feels so good, feels so

let me put it to you like this sugar
Don't go changing, to try to me
Don't the color of your hair!
hair, your hair, your hair!

I said no no no I just
Someone that I can to!
I'll you just the way you are!
Word is bond! right!

Too hot to handle when I was young I to vandal
Giving girls the comfort like a and a sandle
Always help another brother, never running
And if I hit the skids, well I'll just

Now I'm gettin' papes, but stunts gets the
I see it as a joke cause they break when broke
I can give a roar like an dinosaur
Swing a microphone like the mighty Thor

Puba Maxwell is the that's hyphenated
Girls seem to the way my things are situated
on a bump 'til them bumps is feelin sore
Take a quick breather I'm goin back for more!

so good, feels so good
Brother, Derek X, kick

I do my thing like B.B. my microphone is named Lucille
Throw a dip in my hip so they call me ill
big hits from tidbits, how I make my bread
Do some situps, and squat thrusts, to keep a level

'Cause I'm bred, and mannered, I create in my workshop
Stay up late at night until my says to stop
Then I quit, up in the morning and continue it
I the same line, and add some more that's hype
(Shit)

But my stripes, me by champ
Check out the coming from the power amp
I'm the and like Ayatollah
I to live in Saudi Arabia

I never come out out with an answer
a yes, or a no, or a maybe I do
But with my sometimes I get blazed
Jump on the floor and kick a new dance
I can and I've red since the days of?

If rhymin' is fundamental, light up a spliff
and grab, and not an ounce of flab, is on my
My mother's part spanish, my father's part
I'm not a junior, try to see me a?
I got yeast to straight through the moon

Feels so
Feels so
Feels so
Lord Jamar, God Allah to it!

Girls scope this, in astrology they knowledge me
cause I'm God, but don't look too hard in the sun
'cause you might get
My seven, that's six plus one
Now any way you Lord Jamar will amount to be

A tower, so yo, knowledge my
As I conclude, to girls I won't be
Just verbally em my mental food
I embellish with lyrics, can't be contested

Serve 'em straight from my mouth and in your they're digested
The rhyme I say, is out of the
Some say unique I prefer the extraordinary
MC's rhymes are ancient a dinosaur fossil
They're weak and while my rhymes are collosal

Like a Lamborghini, I look good, and I'm
Plus the I'm unleashing is just, too intensive
Discombublatin MC's thin mind percentage
Guys like my rhymes, girls like my

I'm on the mic I say what I feel
I'll never cause the God's for real
It's like that and at my jams you know never be bored
(That)
So just and scream, praise the Lord

now this is how we gonna do it
Before we get out shout

We used to be some soloists but now we form
And if you try to to this you just might catch an eye jack
And if you were intelligent, you really wouldn't try
This is one black, we'll be back!

To my man and to the man Sincere
To my man Mark the Spark and to my brother
And Skeff Anslem on the board aiyyo this out
We got some shoutouts for my man Puba
You what I'm sayin' since he doin' the la la lah'
He wanna say to his man C T W O
To my man Zee I'll see you soon!