Testo I Got It Made - Special Ed
Testo della canzone I Got It Made (Special Ed), tratta dall'album Captain America
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 to 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, coolin' is all that I'm about
Just foolin' with the girlies, yes, and 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 and 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
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
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
I 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
I got lands in the sands 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 every day
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
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
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Writer(s): Howard A. Thompson, Edward K. Archer
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