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 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 cause coolin' is all that I'm about
Just foolin' 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 invitin' me a titan to a battle why
I don't need your respect cause 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 20 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 gotta frog a dog with a solid gold bone
An accountant to account the amount I spent
Gotta treaty with Tahiti cause I own a percent
Got gear I wear for everyday
Boutiques from France to the USA
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
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
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 'n' alligator souflee

I got it made