Feelin' It

[Intro] [Keith] Yo whattup Ced Gee this beat is hype I'm feelin' it [C.Gee] Word up Kool Keith, yeah yeah Yo Moe Luv, tell em one more time how Kool Keith is feelin' "You've got the feelin" Word up I like that, one more time, one more time "You've got the feelin" Aight yo Keith, bust this, tell em how you REALLY feel [Kool Keith] Now here's a funky beat, my rhyme is updated For soft ducks, I played it once A biter jumped on it Girls got stupid, freaks humped on it And from the back, I pumped on it Mostly, with skill, top finesse East to West, but I guess, I'm right While others are wrong Tryin to teach, and usin my song Along, with your wiggedy-wack Stay back, get back, sit back down And think about it, whenever you're dissin me You are the roach, the six legs wishin me And pushin me, steadily on Metaphor, better for, psychin more On my tour, brains are sore I'll be sure, I'm fresher So tell me how I (feel about ya) Ducks, wack rappers around In town, never wearin no boots Toy Ballys, sharkskin suits With a story, and through his auditory Canal Street, is my territory For gold glory, reachin my hand out Smack rappers, and makin em stand outside Waitin for me, to tell them, my secret style And show them, how it really is done My son, now I'm back to you And if you're bad I'll smack you through A glass of rhymes, shattering Now you're cut up, say what up? Shut up, cause I'm feelin' it [TR L.] Yo that was dope! "You've got the feelin" [Keith] Whattup Trev I'm runnin America about right now Whassup with Ced Gee "You've got the feelin" [TR L.] Yo, Ced, you ready to get on and tell em how you feel? [C.Gee] Yeah word up, bust this Man I'mma do this "You've got the feelin" I might as well go do this right? [TR L.] Definitely man [C.Gee] Aight, do it [Ced Gee] Hello! I'm back again It's Ced Gee, the champion Of knowledge and wisdom over all topics I'm the chief, the general prophet Topping, all the ducks who are delirious About rhymin, I'm more serious Like this, with twists as changes I took time, and rearranged this Style like how versatile you ask me now wow I'm like Ching Ching Chow The movie, you seen on TV I'll be numerous, but believe me I'll chop you up, bash your brain, rotate your liver Then I'm gonna give ya, a fresh rhyme, made Sealed and delivered, by me The manufacturer Straight out of Attica, I come after ya And if ya run, I have to damage ya Mentally, by using my mind Choosing adjectives hard to define In rhymes, a dictionary word feast From the Brainiac, I blew your domepiece Open, hopin you'll say to me "That was dope," like an anatomy Operation on the turntables Slicing nerds with verbs, fully enabled Equipped, with a white handkerchief To wipe away the germs who wanna hang with this Ultra smoke a dope man, no joke-uh With the lines I wrote, and I quote-uh Cause I'm feelin' it! "You've got the feeling" [C.Gee] I feel it.. one more time man "You've got the feeling" [Keith] Just another Boogie Down Bronx sure shot "You've got the feeling" [C.Gee] Word up, Fort Greene Mission Posse in effect "You've got the feeling" To my man Tim Sally from the valley, my next door neighbor Hollywood House family Oh the whole 9 crew, Wexler, everybody [TR L.] Brother Kevvy Kev, brother Kev Keith's Brother Kevvy Kev is in effect [C.Gee] Yo Calvin what's up, man? [TR L.] Jungle Brothers, Violators, the whole family [C.Gee] London (We out!)