Lyrics Feelin' It - Jay-Z feat. Mecca
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
lie
Feelin
it
if
you
feel
it
raise
your
l
in
the
sky
I
keep
it
realer
than
most
I
know
your
feelin
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
bout
to
hit
these
niggas
that'll
light
they
life
up
If
every
nigga
in
your
clique
is
rich
your
clique
is
rugged
Nobody
before
cause
everyone
would
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?
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
painin
Nothin
to
gain
and
a
whole
lot
to
lose
you
still
singin
fool
I'm
thorough
in
every
boro
my
name
be
ringin
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
What
y'all
ain't
heard
that
nigga
Jay
high?
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
gettin
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
disownin
me
and
the
chick
goin
to
the
island
we're
bonin
I
free
my
mind
sometimes
I
here
myself
moanin
Take
one
more
toke
and
I
leave
that
weed
alone
man
It
got
me
goin
shit
1 Ain't No Nigga
2 Can I Live
3 22 Two's
4 D'Evils
5 Feelin' It
6 Feelin' It
7 Brooklyn's Finest
8 Brooklyn’s Finest
9 Brooklyn's Finest
10 Can't Knock the Hustle
11 Ain't No Nigga - Original Mix
12 Friend or Foe
13 Coming Of Age
14 Can I Live II
15 Can I Live II
16 Can I Live II
17 Can't Knock The Hustle (Fool's Paradise Remix)
18 Regrets
19 Cashmere Thoughts
20 Coming Of Age
21 Coming of Age
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