Feels so Good

Feels so good

Feels so good

Feels so good

Yes, yes, yes

It's a test, test, test

Now Rule is the town

Where we rest, rest, rest

If you were wondering

Were the ballistics finally in

Once again, Brand Nubian

You and your girl came to see the three rock

Now she stays

Kick the funky lyrics, throw her down

To her PJ's

Lay her on the floor and do work

In three ways

After the party

Guess what?

Ayo, she's still payin'

Feels so good

I got this girl a mink sable, in return I got a cable

Her name was Fat Mabel and she broke my kitchen to table

Ate pasta with this Rasta, went out with her sister

Her hands on her chin, thought she was a mister

Went out disco dancing, gave my feet a big blister

Smacked in the face until I finally I dissed her

Encounter with a stunt, and I'm out for spot fronts

Extensions on her wiggy, I thought her name was Ziggy

But her name was Lucy and I met her on the deucey

Put me on hold to go in a store to get loosey (Come on)

Ayo, Mack, she need to stop it

Now let me kick some flavor since we're building on the topic

'Cause, yo, I knew this girl and her name was Tina

She rested in Medina, never saw eyes greener than her's

But, yo, there was just one little flaw

The green eyes I had to penalize

'Cause they was bought in a store

A synthetic cosmetic, it was pathetic

If they was real, then, yo, she got the credit

But they wasn't so she doesn't

I like the natural look, so I kicked it to her cousin

Feels so good

Feels, feel, feels so good

Come here, let me put it to you like this, sugar

Don't go changing to try to please me

Don't change the color of your hair (Your hair, your hair, your hair)

I said no, no, no, I just want someone

That I can talk to

I'll take you just the way you are

Word is bond (Yeah, right)

Too hot to handle, when I was young I used to vandal

Giving girls the comfort like a foot and a sandal

Always help another brother, never running scandals

And if I hit the skids, well I'll just panhandle

Now I'm gettin' papes, but stunts gets the vapes

I see it as a joke cause they break when you're broke

I can give a roar like an ancient dinosaur

Swing a microphone like the great mighty Thor

Puba Maxwell is the Mack that's hyphenated

Girls seem to love the way my things are situated

Hump on a bump till them bumps is feelin' sore

Take a quick breather then I'm goin' back for more

Feels so good

Feels, feels so good

Brother, Derek X, kick flavor

I do my thing like B.B. King, my microphone is named Lucille

Throw a dip in my hip so they call me extra ill

Making big hits from tidbits, how I make my bread

Do some sit-ups, and squat thrusts, to keep a level head

'Cause I'm well bred, and mannered, I create in my workshop

Stay up late at night until my brain says to stop

Then I quit, wake up in the morning and continue it

I find the same line, and add some more ish that's hype

But my stripes, marks me by champ

Check out the bass coming from the power amp

I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah

I used to live in Saudi Arabia

I never come straight out with an answer

Just a yes, or a no, or a maybe I do

But with my crew sometimes I get blazed

Jump on the floor and kick a new dance craze

I can read and I've red since the days of rhythm

If rhymin' is fundamental, then light up a spliff

And grab, and not an ounce of flab is on my body

My mother's part Spanish, my father's part Yardie

I'm not a junior, try to see me catch a wool

I got yeast to rise straight through the moon

Feels, feels, feels, feels, feels so good

Feels, feels, feels, feels, feels so good

Lord Jamar, God Allah step to it

Girls scope this, like in astrology they acknowledge me

That's 'cause I'm God, but don't look too hard in the sun

'Cause you might get done

My number's seven, that's six plus one

Now any way you count Lord Jamar will amount to be

A tower, so yo, knowledge my power

As I conclude, to girls I won't be rude

Just verbally feedin' 'em my mental food

I embellish with lyrics, that can't be contested

Serve 'em straight from my mouth and in your ears they're digested

The rhyme I say is out of the ordinary

Some say unique, I prefer the term extraordinary

MC's rhymes are ancient like a dinosaur fossil

They're weak and outdated while my rhymes are colossal

Like a Lamborghini, I look good, and I'm expensive

Plus the power I'm unleashing is just too intensive

Discombublatin' MC's within my vicinity

Guys like my rhymes, girls like my masculinity

When I'm on the mic I say what I feel

I'll never perpetrate 'cause the God's for real

It's like that (That) and at my jams you know you'll never be bored

So just dance and scream, praise the Lord

All right now this is how we gonna do it

Before we get out like Shout

We used to be some soloists but now we form tri-pack

And if you try to step to this, you just might catch an eye jack

And if you were intelligent, you really wouldn't try that

This is just one black, we'll be back