Testo I got it made Special Ed

I got it made

*verse 1*
Im your idol, the highest title, numero uno
Im not a puerto rican, but Im speakin so that you know
And understand I got the gift of speech
And its 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
Im kinda young--but my tongue speaks maturity
Im not a child, I dont need nothin for security
I get paid when my record is played--to put it short
I got it made

*verse 2*
Im outspoken--
My language is broken into a slang
But its just a dialect that I select when I hang
I play it cool--cuz coolin is all that Im about
Just foolin wit tha girlies, yes Im bustin it out
Im special ed and you can tell by the style that I use
Im creatively superior, yo--i never lose
I never lost cuz Im the boss
I never will cuz Im still
The champion, chief one, wont lose until--
I choose

Which I wont cuz I dont retreat
Ill run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street
Youre invitin me, a titan to a battle--why?
I dont need your respect cuz i--
Got it made

*verse 3*
Im talented, yes Im gifted
Never boosted, never shoplifted
I got the cash, but maoney aint nothin
Make a million dollars every record that I cut and--
My name is special ed and Im a super-duper star
Ever other week I get a brand new car
Got twenty, thats 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 doesnt 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 Id be paid--
I got it made

*verse 4*
Im kinda spoiled
Cuz everything I want I got made
I wanted gear--got everything from cotton to suede
I wanted lead--i didnt 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
Im 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 couldnt harm me--
I got the army brigade
Im not a trader
If what you got is greater Ill trade
But maybe later cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator souflee--
I got it made