I¡¯m your idol, the highest title, numero uno
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I¡¯m not a puerto rican, but I¡¯m speakin so that you know
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And understand I got the gift of speech
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And it¡¯s a blessin,
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So listen to the lesson I preach
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I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem
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Full of knowledge from my toes to the top of my dome
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I¡¯m kinda young--but my tongue speaks maturity
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I¡¯m not a child, I don¡¯t need nothin for security
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I get paid when my record is played--to put it short
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I got it made
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I¡¯m outspoken--
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My language is broken into a slang
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But it¡¯s just a dialect that I select when I hang
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I play it cool--cuz coolin is all that I¡¯m about
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Just foolin wit tha girlies, yes I¡¯m bustin it out
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I¡¯m special ed and you can tell by the style that I use
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I¡¯m creatively superior, yo--i never lose
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I never lost cuz I¡¯m the boss
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I never will cuz I¡¯m still
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The champion, chief one, won¡¯t lose until--
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I choose
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Which I won¡¯t cuz I don¡¯t retreat
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I¡¯ll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street
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You¡¯re invitin me, a titan to a battle--why?
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I don¡¯t need your respect cuz i--
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Got it made
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I¡¯m talented, yes I¡¯m gifted
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Never boosted, never shoplifted
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I got the cash, but maoney ain¡¯t nothin
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Make a million dollars every record that I cut and--
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My name is special ed and I¡¯m a super-duper star
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Ever other week I get a brand new car
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Got twenty, that¡¯s plenty yet I still want more
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Kinda fond of honda scooters--got seventy-four
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I got the riches--to fulfill my needs
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Got land in the sand of the west indies
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Even got a little island of my very own--
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I gotta frog--a dog with a solid gold bone
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An accountant to account the amount I spent
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Gotta treaty with tahiti cuz I own a percent
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Got gear out wear--to everyday
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Boutiques from france to the u.s.a.
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And I make all the money from the rhymes I invent
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So it really doesn¡¯t matter--how much I spent, because, yo
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I make fresh rhymes--daily
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You burn me--really?
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Think, just blink and I made--a million rhymes
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Just imagine if you blinked-- a million times
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Damn I¡¯d be paid--
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I got it made
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I¡¯m kinda spoiled
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Cuz everything I want I got made
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I wanted gear--got everything from cotton to suede
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I wanted lead--i didn¡¯t beg I just got laid
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My hair was growin too long, so I got me a fade
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And when my dishes got dirty, I got cascade
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When the weather was hot, I got a spot in the shade
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I¡¯m wise because I rise to the top of my grade
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Wanted peace on earth, so to God I prayed
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Some kids across town thought I was afraid
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They couldn¡¯t harm me--
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I got the army brigade
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I¡¯m not a trader
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If what you got is greater I¡¯ll trade
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But maybe later cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator souflee--
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I got it made
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I Got It Made.
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| Special Ed |
