The Four Owls – Feels Great lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, The Four Owls, uh, now ya know it feels good
Ah, 1 2 1 2, alright

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it feels great, it feels marvelous
A whole heap of people want a part of it
Tryna tap into it and tryna harness it
We stay funkier than Parliament
And I don't mean the British Government
Amongst some other shit, deeper than the covenant
To grab the cd you need an [?]
I'm clubbin' with the two bad four
Among some old gym dug and shit
We livin' it and loving it right now
The ones with the glow and the lights out
Four Owls, bitch, great to be back up
Loud and we sent that ooze straight to the fans
Who support us as we travel across borders
It feels great when we recognize what's important
Yeah, my space mission was aborted
It came back to life with a bang, now I'm all in

[Verse 2]
I'm lovin' life so much, I can't contain it
Everywhere around the world, the tracks are hittin' playlists
Between the states like the state of isolation
It's great like the smiles upon the faces embracing
We're stayin' critic like the [?]
Forever in your memory like long lost faces
Got a piece of homage to the djs, rappers, bakers
To the men that bought acres to see us rock stages
Appreciate in lots of ways I really can't explain
It's beautiful, while I'm seein' things hedonism [?]
Look to the stars, we be askin' the heavens questions
And gettin' answers, telepathically channeled the food of [?]
Brush hate with the lovin', jealousy you trust, but you got a love hate
Cuz you can't change what was
We do this for the people with the real heart for hip-hop
It don't stop!

[Verse 3]
It's a great day, normally I sit and hide away
All the hate around lets me know what I need to say
My pc died, I can't make beats, I ain't backed that shit up for about 8 weeks
Hold my fam real close, but I rarely ever speak to 'em
Talk shit to Yes Man, I ain't eva that deep
Say it's bleached, convinced of these heart prospects
Most opinions are based on material objects
I walk around with a complex, taking life outta context
Them should call it in like bom-flex
But I run, son, Easter with someone
The cycle comes back to the start, just like a homerun
Learned to catch a few darts, wish I had fought some [?]
That can be a second account, you might know one
But the hate only breeds it, I'm livin' life a secret
[?] speak it

[Verse 4]
Family greeted on the route that's scenic
No competin', I just rode with a team that mean shit
Sea schemin' from the hazy glass we reekin'
But give a fuck, I'm eatin' crispy thot while my wife's peekin'
The crack means less sea stress, like a glad assess
Smoke you get less jokes with the next folk
I haven't got the answers but I'm freakin' less [?]
All I need is [?] em beats and fresh [?]
Neva tehno, but bigger piff, that's what Max do
Original, I never bite or resurrect flows
I'm where the peng be the drink
Don't tempt me, makes me feel strengthy
When I lock my beans ova lengthy
Solar permanence, those few are far between overactin'
And imagination body harvest keen
I work for myself, fuck society
Sue me! I keep the light for the pen and half a doobie