Special Ed - I Got It Made (Up version) lyrics

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 Every 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, 'cause 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 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 cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator souflee-- I got it made