I Got It Made (funkmaster Flex Version) Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex Presents: The Mix Tape, Vol. 1 - Funkmaster Flex

*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