"Feels so good!" (3X)



[Brand Nubian trades off rhyming each line]

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?

Aiyyo she's still payin!



"Feels so good!"



[Derek X]

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

Her name was Fat Mabel and she brought my kid 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 and my feet I made blister

Smacked in the face until I finally I dissed her



[Grand Puba]

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

And stunts was on the 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)



[Lord Jamar]

Aiyyo 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 hers

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!" (2X)



[Grand Puba]		C'mere let me put it to you like this sugar

[Jamar - singing]	Don't go changing, to try to please me

[Puba - singing]	Don't change the color of your hair!

[all together]		Your hair, your hair, your hair!

[Jamar - singing]	I said no no no I just want someone

[Puba - singing]	that I can talk to!

			I'll take you just the way you are!

[Derek X]		Word is bond!

[Lord Jamar]		Yeah right!



[Grand Puba]

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

Giving girls the comfort like a foot and a sandle

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 (Rrrwwaoorrr!)

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 til them bumps is feelin sore

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



"Feels so good!" (2X)



[all together]		Brother, Derek X, KICK FLAVOR



[Derek (Sadat) X]

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 situps, 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 (shit) 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 Ayatollah

I used to live in Saudi Arabia

I never come out 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 ?

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 ?

I got yeast to rise straight through the moon



"Feels so good!" (manipulated several times)



[Grand Puba]		Lord Jamar, God Allah step to it!



[Lord Jamar]

Girls scope this, like in astrology they knowledge 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 collosal

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

Plus the power I'm unleashing is just, too intensive

Discombublatin MC's with thin mind percentage

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



[Grand Puba]

Alright now this is how we gonna do it

before we get out like Shout



[Brand Nubian trades off rhyming each line]

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!



[Grand Puba going "La la la la, la la-lah" in the background]

To my man Alamo

  And to the man Sincere

To my man Mark the Spark

  And to my brother Melachon

And Skeff Anslem on the board

  Aiyyo check this out

  We got some shoutouts for my man Grand Puba

  youknowhatI'msayin since he doin the "la la-lah"

  He wanna say peace to his man C-T-W-O

To my man Zee I'll see you real soon!