Ya Wish Ya Could Lyrics - Special Ed

(Hope to be dope as me) --> Guru 

[ VERSE 1 ] 

I can rock a beat, plus rock a rhyme 

I feel it's time to show my full versatility 

Nothin is impossible, I have the ability 

I see one, don't you woke, you wake up 

Take up your mic and take off your make-up 

This style I made up just of dust 

Because suckers like you I will burn to a crust 

You might think you're hard, but even iron got to rust 

I bust rhymes like a cherry 

You might think I'm nasty - yes, I'm very 

Cause I do it right just for you 

And I could rock it all night if you want me to 

So just lay back and let your head float 

Like a boat on the open sea 

But leave your mind open to me 

So I can put into it 

The sound, as it goes around and through it 

Just like a merry-go 

Though where we go 

You wish you could 

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[ VERSE 2 ] 

There's no particular style, I only say as I feel 

And if I say it, you obey it and kneel 

And if you're still standin, I'ma put my hand in a fist 

Then apply the force to my wrist 

That'll surely floor ya, forget your lawyer 

If you try to sue me, I'ma say I never saw ya 

You're just a stranger, boy, I will derange ya 

Change ya, why put yourself in any danger? 

So step out the way or get stomped 

You're soft and off, I'm on time with the rhyme, I'm prompt 

For the simple fact that I got rhythm 

So does DJ Akshun, of course the force is with him 

So does Howie Tee, cause now we see what we have done 

Look what we created, and we made it for fun 

You try to make it better, cause it sounds so good 

But you wish you could 

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[ VERSE 3 ] 

Rest for a second and just reconcile 

And play the record while 

You listen to the style of a specialist 

I'm a professional at this 

I'm here to fix all the things you missed 

I'm a perfectionist 

I seek to be exact 

All I need is just a mic and a track 

I'm a vocalist, and I'm a soloist also 

I sit back and watch too many fall, so 

Straight from Flatbush, Brooklyn in the house 

Diss the Bush and get mushed in the mouth 

You might consider me a hood - good 

But I got more money than you wish you could 

In my socks, and no, I don't sell no rocks 

Though on the microphone I got this sewn 

Hemmed, stemmed like a stone 

And you don't stop, because it feels so good 

But you wish you could