Feelin' It

Ha ha, ha ha
 What? '96 and forever
 Rok-A-Blok, Roc-A-Fella
 I'm feeling it, fill the glass to the top with Moet
 Feelin' it (Marcy), feel the Lex pushing up on the set (Brooklyn)
 I'm feelin' it, feel the high that you get from the lah
 Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky
 I keep it realer than most I know your feeling it
 Cristal on ice I like those toes I keep spillin it
 Bone crushers I keep real close I got the skill for this
 On my back the fliest clothes lookin ill and shit
 Transactions illegitimate cause life is still a bitch
 And then you die but for now life close your eyes and feel this dick
 Since diapers had nothin to live for like them lifers but
 Makin sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher
 We paid the price to circular success they turned my mic up
 I'm bout to hit these niggas that'll light they life up
 If every nigga in your clique is rich your clique is rugged
 Nobody will fall cause everyone will be each others crutches
 I hope you fools choose to listen I drop jewels bust it
 These are the rules I follow in my life you gotta love it
 Jiggy jigger lookin gully in the joint
 If y'all niggas ain't talkin 'bout large money what's the point?
 I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moet
 Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushin up on the set
 I'm feelin' it, through the high that you get from the lah
 Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky
 Even if it ain't sunny hey I ain't complainin
 I'm in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplanin what shorty
 (Where you disappear son?)
 Maintainin puttin myself in a position most of these rappers ain't in
 I'm livin the ill streets blues got you hunger paining
 Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singing fool
 I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringing
 Warmin it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and
 Ya Feelin' it?
 To all the girls I bought the girdle to conceal my bricks
 No doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit
 95 south and poppy on the hill and shit
 And all the towns like Cambridge that I killed wit shit
 And all the thorough ass niggas that I hustle wit
 Throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit
 These fake rappers cant really know I'm lovin' it ya feelin' it
 I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moet
 Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushing up on the set
 I'm feelin' it, through the high that you get from the lah
 Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky
 I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moet
 Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushing up on the set
 I'm feelin' it, through the high that you get from the lah
 Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky
 What y'all ain't heard that nigga Jay hot?
 The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch
 I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop
 Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot
 Those nightmares mom
 Those dreams you say you got give me the chills
 But these mils make me hot y'all feel me
 Enough to stop the illin right?
 But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin' tight
 I'm so confused
 OK I'm getting weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself
 Look I don't need that now
 It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin' to do and
 The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through
 I get to zonin - me and the chick on the L and then we're bonin
 I free my mind sometimes I hear myself moaning
 Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man
 It got me goin' shit
 I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moet
 Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushing up on the set
 I'm feelin' it, through the high that you get from the lah
 Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky
 I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moet
 Feelin' it, feel the Lex pushing up on the set
 I'm feelin' it, through the high that you get from the lah
 Feelin' it, if you feel it raise your L in the sky
 I'm feelin' it, fill the glass to the top with Moet, Moet