Lyrics: I Got It Made
Album: Youngest In Charge
Artist: Special Ed
 

*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