Karaoké I Got It Made Special Ed

I'm your idol the highest title, numero uno

I'm not a Puerto Rican but I'm speaking so that you know

And understand I got the 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

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 nothing 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 'cos cooling is all that I'm about

Just fooling with the girlies yes I'm busting 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 'cos I'm the boss

I never will 'cos I'm still

The champion, chief one won't lose until

I choose

Which I won't 'cos I don't retreat

I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street

You're inviting me a titan to a battle, why

I don't need your respect 'cos

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

Every other month

I get a brand new car

Got twenty that's plenty yet I still want more

Kind of 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 got a frog a dog with a solid gold bone

An accountant to account the amount I spent

Got a treaty with Tahiti 'cos I own a percent

Got gear I wear for 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've 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 'cos everything I want

I got made

I wanted gear got everything from cotton to suede

I wanted leg

I didn't beg I just got laid

My hair was growing too long so I got me a fade

And 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 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 'cos my waiter made potato and alligator soufflé

I got it made