Lyrics

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

LUV got another one
Oh shh oh snap
I’m from the golden era
Grew up on that boom bap
Used to sneak is Moms room
Steal the __ from her stash
Than a blast from the kick drum
Made my record player crash
Ahh __ I weren’t trippin man
Something had hit my spirit
Put the needle back on the record
So I can get the feeling
Turn it up so I can hear it
I felt something within
And then the lyrics hit my brain
And told me pick up a pen
And then the words hit like a breeze
A calm came with ease
Before I knew it
I drew up a whole 16
Aye yo it felt so good
Like it was meant for me
So every time you hear my music
That’s the reason that you see why

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

A yo
Sho got a story to tell, was '77
When my brother K Nice
Was a part of The Magic 7
Started writing rhymes of my own at age 11
I was slick with the wit
Started using words as a weapon
About the same time on the
Movie sets I was stepping
Them parties in the parks of the bronx
Had me in heaven
Would battle anyone
With Pezel on the beatbox
In 91, my Erb'n Telepathy
Schooled blocks
Once we left the city
VA was the next stop
Giving Virginians a run for their women and Sho shots
Was living in my studio
Recording non stop
Drove from NYC to Coconut Grove & blew spots
We sold CDs like Master P
Won’t neither of us timid
A trio of emcees cuz the girl
Won’t just gimmick
Was never chasing money & fame
Just gimme props
& put my name on them
Unsung heroes of hip hop
It don't stop

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

Qweezy got another one
Oh skit oh snap
Definitely a student
Curriculum boom bap
Perk 30 flows
These __ is all caps
Close the curtain, bring the blankets
They all naps
Yeah
So bring that old thing back
That feel good music
That keep your soul in tact
It’s like 88 degrees
And you blowing some __
Drop the top on the ‘Vette
That’s how you let in the breeze
These 3 MCs raincoats & umbrellas
Live at The Norva
There was nothing you could tell us
CD full of dope hits
& I ain’t even wrote it
Feel good music
Now you know you gonna quote this

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

I make feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)

This that feel good music baby
Where you at
(Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at)