I Got It Made

[Verse 1]
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...

[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, 'cause 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 'cause I'm the boss
I never will 'cause I'm still
The champion, chief one, won't lose until
I choose
Which I won't 'cause 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 'cause
I got it made...

[Verse 3]
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 74
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 'cause 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...

[Verse 4]
I'm kinda spoiled 'cause 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 'cause my waiter made potato and alligator soufflé
I got it made...