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Feelin’ It Lyrics By Jay Z

    produced by ski beatz

    jayz
    ha ha ha ha
    what ’96 and forever
    rokablok rocafella
    yeah keep it realer than most
    marcy brooklyn yeah

    mecca
    i’m feeling it fill the glass to the top with moët
    feeling it feel the lex’ pushing up on the set
    i’m feeling it feel the high that you get from the lye
    feeling it if you feel it raise your l in the sky

    jayz
    i keep it realer than most i know you feeling it
    cristal’s on ice i like to toast i keep on spilling it
    bone crushers i keep real close i got the skill for this
    on my back the flyest clothes looking ill as 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 nothing to live for like them lifers but
    making sure every nigga stay rich within my cipher
    we paid the price to circle us success they turned my mic up
    i’m ’bout to hit these niggas with some shit that’ll light ya 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
    jiggyjigga looking gully in the joint
    if y’all niggas ain’t talking ’bout large money what’s the point

    mecca
    i’m feeling it fill the glass to the top with moët
    feeling it feel the lex’ pushing up on the set
    i’m feeling it feel the high that you get from the lye
    feeling it if you feel it raise your l in the sky

    jayz
    even if it ain’t sunny hey i ain’t complaining
    i’m in the rain doing a buck 40 hydroplaning what shorty
    where you disappear to son maintaining
    putting myself in a position most of these rappers ain’t in
    i’m living the ill streets’ blues got you hunger pangin’
    nothing to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singing fool
    i’m thorough in every borough my name be ringing
    warming it up for the perfect time to hit your brain and
    ya feelin’ it to all the girls that bought a girdle to conceal my bricks
    no doubt they can vouch my life is real as shit
    ’95 south and papi on the hill and shit
    and all the towns like cam that i killed with shit
    and all the thoroughass niggas that i hustle with
    throw your joints in the air one time and bust your shit
    these fake rappers can’t really know i’m loving it you feeling it

    mecca
    i’m feeling it fill the glass to the top with moët
    feeling it feel the lex’ pushing up on the set
    i’m feeling it feel the high that you get from the lye
    feeling it if you feel it raise your l in the sky
    i’m feeling it fill the glass to the top with moët
    feeling it feel the lex’ pushing up on the set
    i’m feeling it feel the high that you get from the lye
    feeling it if you feel it raise your l in the sky

    jayz
    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 momma prayed i’d stop
    said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot
    those nightmares ma those dreams that you say you’ve got
    give me the chills but these mills well they make me hot
    y’all don’t feel me enough to stop the illing right
    but at the same time these dimes keep me feeling tight
    i’m so confused okay i’m getting weeded now
    i know i contradicted myself look i don’t need that now
    it’s just once in a blue when there’s nothing to do
    and the tension gets too thick for my sober mind to cut through
    i get to zoning me and the chick on the island and then we’re boning
    i free my mind sometimes i hear myself moaning
    take one more toke and i leave that weed alone man
    it got me going shit

    mecca
    i’m feeling it fill the glass to the top with moët
    feeling it feel the lex’ pushing up on the set
    i’m feeling it feel the high that you get from the lye
    feeling it if you feel it raise your l in the sky
    i’m feeling it fill the glass to the top with moët
    feeling it feel the lex’ pushing up on the set
    i’m feeling it feel the high that you get from the lye
    feeling it if you feel it raise your l in the sky
    i’m feeling it fill the glass to the top with moët

    Artist: Jay Z

    Year: 1997

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 435