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Special Ed - I Got It Made Lyrics




[verse 1]
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican, but I'm speakin so that you know
and understand I got the gift of speech
and it's a blessin,
so listen to the lesson I preach
I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem
full of 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 nothin for security
I get paid when my record is played-to put it short
I got it made

[verse 2]
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-cuz coolin is all that I'm about
just foolin wit tha girlies, yes I'm bustin it out
I'm Special Ed and you can tell by the style that I use
I'm creatively superior, yo-I never lose
I never lost cuz I'm the boss
I never will cuz I'm still
the champion, chief one, won't lose until-
I choose

which I won't cuz I don't retreat
I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street
You're invitin me, a titan to a battle-why?
I don't need your respect cuz I-
got it made

[verse 3]
I'm talented, yes I'm gifted
never boosted, never shoplifted
I got the cash, but maoney ain't nothin
make a million dollars every record that I cut and-
my name is Special Ed and I'm a super-duper star
ever other week I get a brand new car
Got twenty, that's plenty yet I still want more
kinda fond of honda scooters-got seventy-four
I got the riches-to fulfill my needs
got land in the sand of the West Indies
even got a little island of my very own-
I gotta frog-a dog with a solid gold bone
An accountant to account the amount I spent
gotta treaty with Tahiti cuz I own a percent
got gear out wear-to everyday
boutiques from France to the U.S.A.
and I make all the money from the rhymes I invent
so it really doesn't matter-how much I spent, because, yo
I make fresh rhymes-daily
you burn me-really?
Think, just blink and I made-a million rhymes
just imagine if you blinked- a million times
damn I'd be paid-
I got it made

[verse 4]
I'm kinda spoiled
cuz 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 growin too long, so I got me a fade
and when my dishes got dirty, I got Cascade
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 God I prayed
Some kids across town thought I was afraid
they couldn't harm me-
I got the army brigade
I'm not a trader
if what you got is greater I'll trade
but maybe later cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator souflee-
I got it made
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[verse 1]
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a Puerto Rican, but I'm speakin so that you know
and understand I got the gift of speech
and it's a blessin,
so listen to the lesson I preach
I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem
full of 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 nothin for security
I get paid when my record is played-to put it short
I got it made

[verse 2]
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-cuz coolin is all that I'm about
just foolin wit tha girlies, yes I'm bustin it out
I'm Special Ed and you can tell by the style that I use
I'm creatively superior, yo-I never lose
I never lost cuz I'm the boss
I never will cuz I'm still
the champion, chief one, won't lose until-
I choose

which I won't cuz I don't retreat
I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street
You're invitin me, a titan to a battle-why?
I don't need your respect cuz I-
got it made

[verse 3]
I'm talented, yes I'm gifted
never boosted, never shoplifted
I got the cash, but maoney ain't nothin
make a million dollars every record that I cut and-
my name is Special Ed and I'm a super-duper star
ever other week I get a brand new car
Got twenty, that's plenty yet I still want more
kinda fond of honda scooters-got seventy-four
I got the riches-to fulfill my needs
got land in the sand of the West Indies
even got a little island of my very own-
I gotta frog-a dog with a solid gold bone
An accountant to account the amount I spent
gotta treaty with Tahiti cuz I own a percent
got gear out wear-to everyday
boutiques from France to the U.S.A.
and I make all the money from the rhymes I invent
so it really doesn't matter-how much I spent, because, yo
I make fresh rhymes-daily
you burn me-really?
Think, just blink and I made-a million rhymes
just imagine if you blinked- a million times
damn I'd be paid-
I got it made

[verse 4]
I'm kinda spoiled
cuz 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 growin too long, so I got me a fade
and when my dishes got dirty, I got Cascade
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 God I prayed
Some kids across town thought I was afraid
they couldn't harm me-
I got the army brigade
I'm not a trader
if what you got is greater I'll trade
but maybe later cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator souflee-
I got it made
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Writer: EDWARD ARCHER, HOWARD THOMPSON, JACK HILL, ROBERT BEAVERS, PRESTON JOYNER, DENNIS TAYLOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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