| Yo whattup Ced Gee this beat is hype I’m feelin' it
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| Word up Kool Keith, yeah yeah
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| Yo Moe Luv, tell em one more time how Kool Keith is feelin'
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| «You've got the feelin»
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| Word up I like that, one more time, one more time
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| «You've got the feelin»
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| Aight yo Keith, bust this, tell em how you REALLY feel
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| Now here’s a funky beat, my rhyme is updated
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| For soft ducks, I played it once
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| A biter jumped on it
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| Girls got stupid, freaks humped on it
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| And from the back, I pumped on it
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| mostly, with skill, top finesse
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| East to West, but I guess, I’m right
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| while others are wrong
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| Tryin to teach, and usin my song
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| along, with your wiggedy-wack
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| Stay back, get back, sit back down
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| and think about it, whenever you’re dissin me
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| You are the roach, the six legs wishin me
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| and pushin me, steadily on
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| Metaphor, better for, psychin more
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| On my tour, brains are sore
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| I’ll be sure, I’m fresher
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| So tell me how I.
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| duck, wack rappers around
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| In town, never wearin no boots
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| Toy Bally, sharkskin suits
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| Rip a story, and threw his auditory
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| Canal Street, is my territory
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| For gold glory, reachin my hand
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| to smack rappers, and makin em stand outside
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| waitin for me, to tell them, my secret style
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| And show them, how really it’s done
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| My son, now I’m back to you
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| And if you’re bad I’ll smack you too
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| A glass of rhymes, shattering
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| Now you’re cut up, say what up?
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| Shut up, cause I’m feelin' it
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| Yo that was dope!
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| «You've got the feelin»
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| Whattup Trev I’m runnin America about right now
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| Whassup with Ced Gee
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| «You've got the feelin»
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| Yo, Ced, you ready to get on and tell em how you feel?
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| Yeah word up, bust this
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| Man I’ma do this
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| «You've got the feelin»
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| I might as well go do this right?
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| Definitely man
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| Aight, do it
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| Hello! |
| I’m back again
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| It’s Ced Gee, the champion
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| of knowledge and wisdom over all topics
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| I’m the chief, the general prophet
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| Topping, all the ducks who are delerious
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| about rhymin, I’m more serious
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| Like this, with twists as changes
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| I took time, and rearranged this
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| style like how versatile you ask me now wow
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| I’m like ??
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| The movie, you seen on TV
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| I’ll be numerous, but believe me
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| I’ll chop you up, bash your brain, rotate your liver
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| Then I’m gonna give ya, a fresh rhyme, maybe
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| Sealed and delivered, by me
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| The manufacturer
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| Straight out of Attica, I come after ya
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| And if ya run, I have to damage ya
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| mentally, by using my mind
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| Choosing adjectives hard to define
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| in rhymes, a dictionary wordpiece
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| From the Brainiac, I blew your domepiece
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| open, hopin you’ll say to me
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| «That was dope,» like an anatomy
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| operation on the turntables
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| Slicing nerds with verbs, fully enabled
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| Equipped, with a white handkerchief
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| to wipe away the germs who wanna hang with this
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| Ultra smoker, dope man, no joker
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| With the line I wrote, and I quote them
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| Cause I’m feelin' it!
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| «You've got the feeling»
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| I feel it. |
| one more time man
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| «You've got the feeling»
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| Just another Boogie Down Bronx sure shot
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| «You've got the feeling»
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| Word up, 4−3 Mission posse in effect
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| «You've got the feeling»
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| To my man Tim Southfield
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| ? |
| my next door neighbor
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| Hollywood House family
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| Oh the whole 9 crew, Dexter, everybody
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| Brother Kevvy Kev, brother Kev
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| Keith, Brother Kevvy Kev is in effect
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| Yo Calvin what’s up?
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| Jungle Brothers, Violators, the whole family man
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| London
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| (We out!) |