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SINGER: Special Ed
SONG:I Got It Made
*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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