Got It Made

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

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--cuz 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 cuz I'm the boss

I never will cuz I'm still

The champion, chief one, won't lose until--

I choose

Which I won't cuz 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 cuz i--

Got it made