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    "I Got It Made" Lyrics

    Kenny "dope" Gonzalez feat. Special Ed

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    *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--'cause 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 '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

    *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 'cause 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
    '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
    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
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Edward Archer, Howard Thompson, Jack Hill, Robert Beavers, Preston Joyner, Dennis Taylor.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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