I Got It Made Songtext

von Special Ed

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

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

I'm talented, yes i'm gifted
Never boosted, never shoplifted
I got the cash, but money 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 month 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

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