[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

[Verse 1: 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'ma do this

"You've got the feelin"

I might as well go do this right?

[TR L.] Definitely man

[C.Gee] Aight, do it

[Verse 2: 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 dome piece

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 joker

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!)