Luyện nghe bài hát Feels So Good

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

Now she stays kick the lyrics, throw her down
To her PJ'S lay her on the and do work
In three ways after the party, guess
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 my kid to table
Ate pasta this rasta, went out with her sister
Her hands on her chin, she was a mister
Went out dancing and my feet I made blister
Smacked in the face I finally I dissed her

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

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

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

Feels so good, feels so

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

I said no no no I want
Someone I can talk to!
I'll you just the way you are!
is bond! yeah right!

Too hot to when I was young I used to vandal
Giving girls the comfort a foot and a sandle
Always another brother, never running scandals
And if I hit the skids, I'll just panhandle

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

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

Feels so good, feels so
Brother, Derek X, flavor

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

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

But my stripes, marks me by
Check out the bass coming the power amp
I'm the controller and Ayatollah
I used to in Saudi Arabia

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

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

Feels so
Feels so
so good
Lord Jamar, God step to it!

Girls scope this, like in they knowledge me
That's I'm God, but don't look too hard in the sun
you might get done
My number's seven, that's six 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 with lyrics, that can't be contested

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

a Lamborghini, I look good, and I'm expensive
Plus the power I'm is just, too intensive
Discombublatin with thin mind percentage
Guys my rhymes, girls like my masculinity

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

Alright now 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 step to this you might catch an eye jack
And if you were intelligent, you wouldn't try that
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 know what I'm sayin' 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!