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Special Ed Youngest In Charge I Got It Made "I'm your idol, your highest title, numero uno I'm not a PuertoRican, but I'm speaking so that you know And understand I've got a gift of speech And it's a blessing, so listen to the lesson I preach I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem All the knowledge from my toes to the top of my dome I'm kinda young, but my tongue speaks maturity, I'm not a child, I don't need nothing for security I get paid when my record gets played, I got it made! Chorus: I got it made! (x4) I'm outspoken, my language is broken into a slang But it's just a dialect that I select when I hang I play it cool, cause cooling is all that I'm about Just cooling with the girlies as I'm busting it out I'm Special Ed and you can tell by the styles that I use I'm created to be superior, Yo, I never lose I've never lost cause I'm the boss And never will cause I'm still The champion, Chief One Won't lose until I choose Which I won't cause I don't retreat I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead on the street You invite me and entitle me to a battle Why? I don't need your respect, cause I've got it made! Chorus I'm talented, yes I'm gifted Never boosting, never shoplifting I've got the cash, but money ain't nothing Make a million dollars every record that I cut My name is Special Ed and I'm a super-duper star Every other month I get a brand new car Got twenty, that's plenty and I still want more Kinda fond of Honda scooters, got seventy-four I got the riches, to fulfill my needs Got lands on the sands of the West Indies Even got a little island of my very own I got a frog, a dog with solid gold bone And on account of the amounts and amounts I spend Got a treaty with Tahiti, cause I own a percent Got gear I wear everyday Boutiques from France to the USA And I make all the money from the rhymes I invent So it really doesn't matter how much I spend Cause, Yo, I make fresh rhymes daily You burn me? Really?! Just think, you blink and I make a million rhymes Just imagine if you blinked a million times Damn I'd be paid! I've got it made! Chorus I'm kinda spoiled, cause everything I want I got made I wanted gear, got everything from cotton to suede I wanted lead, I didn't beg I just got laid My hair was growing too long, so I got me a fade When my dishes got dirty, I got Cascade And when the weather was hot, I got a spot in the shade I'm wise because I rise to the top of my grade Wanted peace on Earth, so to G*d I pray Some kids across town thought I was afraid They couldn't harm me, I got the Army brigade I'm not a traitor, but if what you got is greater I'd trade but maybe later Cause I'm on my way To make potato and alligator suffle I got it made! Chorus" |
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