Feels So Good

[Hook x3]
"Feels so good!"

[Intro]
[Lord Jamar] Yes, yes, yes!
[Derek X] It's a test, test, test!
[Grand Puba] Now Rule is the town where WE REST, REST, REST
[Derek X] If you were wonderin'...
[Lord Jamar] Were the ballistics finally in?
[Grand Puba] Once again — BRAND NUBIAN!
[Derek X] You and your girl came to see the three rhyme, NOW SHE STAYS
[Lord Jamar] Kick the funky lyrics, throw her down TO HER PJ'S
[Grand Puba] Lay her on the floor and do work IN THREE WAYS
[Derek X] After the party...
[Lord Jamar] Guess what?!
[Grand Puba] A-yo, she still pays!

"Feels so good!"

[Verse 1: Derek X]
I caught this girl a mink sable, in return I got a cable
Her name was Fat Mabel, and she broke my kitchen table
Ate pasta with this RASTA, went out with his sister
Had hairs on her chin, thought she was a MISTER
Went out disco dancin', gave my feet a big blister
Smacked her in her face 'til I finally I DISSED HER

[Verse 2: Grand Puba]
Encounter with a stunt, in her mouth were five fronts
And stunt 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

[Verse 3: Lord Jamar]
(COME ON) A-yo, Max, you need to stop it
Now, let me kick some flavor since we're buildin' 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
Synthetic, cosmetic, it was pathetic
If they was real, then yo, she'd get the credit
But they wasn't, so she doesn't
I like the natural look, so I kicked it to her cousin

[Hook]
"Feels so good!"
"Feels-feels-feels so good!"

[Bridge]
[Grand Puba] Come here, lemme put it to you like this, sugar
[Lord Jamar] Don't go changin', to try to please me
[Grand Puba] Don't change the color of your hair
[All together] Your hair, your hair, your hair!
[Lord Jamar] I said no, no, no, I just want someone
[Grand Puba] That I can talk to! I'll take you just the way you are!
[Derek X] Word is bond!
[Lord Jamar] Hahahahaha! Yeah, right!

[Verse 4: Grand Puba]
Too hot to handle, when I was young I used to vandal
Givin' girls the comfort like a foot and a sandal
Always help another brother, never runnin' scandals!
And if I hit the skid, 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 'cause the Max is hyphenated
Girls seem to love the way my things are SITUATED
Hump on a bump 'til them bumps feelin' sore
Take a quick breather, then I'm goin' back for more!

[Hook]
"Feels so good!"
"Feels-feels-feels so good!"

[Grand Puba & Lord Jamar]
Brother Derek X — KICK FLAVOR

[Verse 5: Derek 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
Makin' 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 READ 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 (HYPE)
But my stripe marks me by champ
Check out the bass comin' from the POWER AMP
I'm the controller, and like the 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 read since the days of RIF
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 wound
I got yeast to rise straight to the moon

[Hook x2]
"Feels-feels-feels-feels-feels so good!"

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

[Verse 6: 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 anyway, you count Lord Jamar will amount to be a tower
So yo, knowledge more 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
Served 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 unleashin' is just too intensive
Discombobulatin' 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

[Grand Puba]
A'ight, now this is how we gonna do it before we get out like shout!

[Interlude]
[Derek X] We used to be some soloists, but now we form TRI-PACK
[Puba] And if you try to step to this, you just might catch an EYE JACK
[Lord Jamar] And if you were intelligent, you really wouldn't TRY THAT
[Derek X] This is just one, black — WE'LL BE BACK!

[Outro: Lord Jamar & Grand Puba singing "La la la la, la la-lah"]
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
A-yo, check this out
We got some shout outs for my man Grand Puba, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Since he doin' the "La la, la-lah"
He wanna say peace to his man C-T-W-O
[Grand Puba] To my man Zee, I'll see ya real soon!