Luyện nghe bài hát Feels So Good

Yes, yes, yes it's a test test test now is the town
we rest rest rest if you were wondering
Were the ballistics finally in once again, 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 ways after 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 my kid to table
Ate pasta this rasta, went out with her sister
Her on her chin, thought she was a mister
Went out disco and my feet I made blister
Smacked in the until I finally I dissed her

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

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

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

Feels so good, so good

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

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

Too hot to handle when I was I used to vandal
Giving the comfort like a foot and a sandle
Always help another brother, never scandals
And if I hit the skids, well just panhandle

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

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

so good, feels so good
Brother, X, kick 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 from tidbits, how I make my bread
Do some situps, and squat thrusts, to a level head

'Cause I'm well bred, and mannered, I create in my
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 more that's
(Shit)

But my stripes, me by champ
out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and Ayatollah
I used to live in Saudi

I come out straight out with an answer
Just a yes, or a no, or a I do
But my crew sometimes I get blazed
Jump on the floor and kick a new dance
I can read and I've red the days of?

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

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

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

A tower, so yo, knowledge my
As I conclude, to girls I be rude
Just feedin' em my mental food
I embellish lyrics, that can't be contested

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

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

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

Alright now this is how we do it
Before we get out like

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 Alamo and to the man
To my man the Spark and to my brother Melachon
And Skeff Anslem on the board aiyyo check out
We got some for my man Grand Puba
You know I'm sayin' since he doin' the la la lah'
He say peace to his man C T W O
To my man Zee I'll see you soon!