1.Taxing
After i pose for the photos, address the press
I take a rest to let my rhymes digest
Into my brain to sustain and cultivate it
Take a penny for my thoughts, from copper i gold-plate it
Enrich my mind like wine till i find
What i need to exceed with speed, proceed line
Fold it, i take the mic, i grab it and i hold it
Then i walk to and talk to the crowd, cause yo, i sold it
You bought it, you thought it wasn't worth
But the record went gold, it sold, jerk
I'm worldwide, from girls i hide
Not gay, no way, but they all wanna ride
Mine, they bring me roses and wine
But i hate cheap sex, so next time
Come correct like an intellect
Okay, do you hear what i say？ check
Yo, on the rhyme i'm a lyrical joy
And whoever shall front shall be destroyed
The lyrical composer, i produce all legit
My name's special ed and yo, your name ain't -
And i'm powerful in my stable mentality
Takin mc's, yes, of any nationality
Blitzin em, dissin em, off i'm pissin em
Makin em solo, broads won't be kissin em
You got taxed, face the facts
Now where's the jokes and all the wisecracks？
You made before you got slayed by the slayer
Special ed, dj akshun on the record player
Chillin, still in the back just maxin
Me in the front, to be blunt, i'm taxin
I'm taxin
When i'm on the mic i make mc's wonder
How i don't make the foul-ups, bleeps or blunders
I'm fool-proof, i'm too couth, too
I got the uzi for the crew, see, but the hands work for you
I give a fair one, because i never like to scare one
Unless he got a vest and a gun
A like a shoot-out, i like a have a root-and-toot-out
If you like to kick, i got the steel-toe boot out
Cause i'm malicious, vicious on the mic is how i am
And i always do as i like, clause i demand
The utmost respect from you
Because you should give respect where respect is due
To special ed, that's my name and that's the title i hold
You're gonna get burned if you wanna get bold
And i'm ready, i let the others call me eddie
But for you it's special ed because i said so, spaghetti
And in the meantime break out the sixpacks and
Cool while i rule, cause i'm taxin
Taxin
I'm taxin
Taxin
Well, if you're lookin for a brooklyn jam
Here's one you might like about a mic and a man
Well, i be meditatin, then i be waitin for the victim
If they flam then i slam them and kick them
Bite the face, then i taste em and lick them
Like ray i slay, take a brick and
Brick them, yo, i'm not the typical, massive and large
I'm humongous, but the youngest in charge
In combat i contract with souls like crack
Decompose my foes to the size of toes
Because you get all hype and long-winded
But that ain't it, it's the rhymes that are commended
By the crowd as they start to cheer
With the cisco, the blunts, and the forties of beer
Cause stimulation is what helps my creations
You know i get mellow before my presentations
Because it helps my rhymes to flow through
Like water, i caught a brew, on second thought a few
To release all the heat that i kept
When i was sober, so now it's overstepped
Aside, and by my rules abide
Protest, yes, and i suggest you hide
Cause i'm comin hummin the song of redemption
Makin stacks, takin tax exemptions
You start to fiend, scream and then holler
For a cigarette, as i get your last dollar
I'm taxin, usin ajax and waxin
Mc's with the fleas in their backs and
Behind their ears and up their butt-cracks and
Keep on till you clean up your act and
Stop hold your nose up like michael jackson
Dressin like a bum, cause you don't wear slacks, and
I'm done, thanks, it's been fun practisin
I'm done taxin
2.I Got It Made.
3.I'm The Magnificent
I am the magnificent!
I'm the magnificent with the sensational style
And i can go on and on for like a mile, a minute
I get in it like a car and drive
And if the record is smash, i can still survive
'cause i'm the man of steel on the wheel that you're steerin'
Or rather playin' on the record that you're hearin'
You might not understand what i'm saying at first
So action love, put it in reverse
I'm just conversin' with you, person
This is just a conversation
I'm special ed, with the special presentation, hey
I like to play, so for me it's recreaton
It's not just a job, it's an adventure
If worse comes to worse, i've got your thirst quencher
But ya gotta buy it, dont' even try it
I don't rhyme for free, no matter how dry it gets
I collect my money in sets
One before the show and again when i jet
So i get mine, and i'm a get more
'cause i'm financially secure and i'm sure
So i don't need your tips or advice
'cause i'm too nice for that, you rat
I can't stand mice, i'm like a cat, kinda frisky
Battling is risky business
You might acquire dizziness, just like whisky
Isn't this enough？
Oh, you think you're tough, cookie
I think you better call your bookie
'cause you can bet your life, i'm gonna play you like hooky
On a friday, this is my day
When i was through, i heard you say, 'why they dis me like
that？'
I shoulda repent
Somebody shoulda said that special ed was the magnificent
I am the magnificent
I'm the magnificent, dynamite, super dope, outta sight
Special ed with my trusty pal
Action love, the run we shall
Continue to win, yet this is not a game
But i'm 'a play you if say you claim to be better
I hate rumors and i give tumors
And our jammies get grammys
Yet i'm not an actor, it's just a factor that we're famous
Don't blame us for nothin'
Action love is cuttin', i'm on the rhyme
Skin your teeth and it's your beef that i'll grind
Like a butcher, i'll put you on a table
And let my d.j. cut ya
But you're such a little sucker
I might not even touch ya
I betcha whatcha want is just attention
Your mother and your father shoulda used some prevention
Look at all the time and the money they spent
And now ya wanna die against i-the magnificent？
I am the magnificent!
I'm the magnificent with the sensational style
And i can go on and on for like a mile, a minute
I get in it like a car and drive
And if the record is smash, i can still survive
'cause i'm the man of steel on the wheel that you're steerin'
Or rather playin' on the record that you're hearin'
You might not understand what i'm saying at first
So action love, put it in reverse
4.Club Scene
5.Hoedown
Yo, i know you know a hoe
You might know a few
This jam is about two
Skeezy, sleazy, peasy, low down
(hoedown)
This is the hoedown
(hoedown)
(hoedown)
(hoe) (hoe) (hoedown)
(hoedown)
Lucy, i remember lucy
With the big fat juicy
Watermelons comin out the grocery store
Saw her comin out of the door
I said, 'miss, can i help you with this？
Please don't diss, i just wanna kiss'
She said, 'of course,' kissed with force
Suckin on my lips just like she was a horse
I said, 'excuse me, please don't bruise me
Please don't tease or skeeze or use me
I'm not like that, i'm not kinky
Would you please remove your pinky
＞from my rear？
Can't you hear？
What's the matter？
Get your hands off the platter
We're standin outside on a crowded block'
I felt her hands goin down on my sock
It's a polo, she was so low down
I coulda swore her knees was on the ground
I said, 'damn ma'am, get on your feet
Be on your way, cause you can't have my meat'
Her eyes started waterin, so i brought her
In the store, to buy some more
Tissue, i said, 'good-bye, i'm gonna miss you'
She said, 'no,' i said, 'yo hoe, ho-ho, merry christmas'
This must be a gift, have you ever imagined that if
You was a manget, and a girl was a metal filing
Would they all come piling？
On your body, growin like hair, yeah？
Well, just think of me as there
Didn't need a girl, had plans for the day
Wanted to step, but she wanted me to stay
You could say she was disturbing my peace
So i called the police
Cause yo
This hoe was low down
(hoedown)
And this is the hoedown
(hoedown)
(hoedown)
(hoe) (hoe) (hoedown)
(hoedown)
(hoedown)
(hoe) (hoe) (hoedown)
I was coolin on the ave, it was a regular day
Lookin for a girlie, cause i wanted to play
Saw a girl, as i examined her back
Her butt was bigger than a triple dipple big mac
As she turned around i had a look at the grill
I said, 'nah - chill'
I turned around, i was about to jet off
When i took a step and bumped into something soft
It was a girl, she was the sweetest thing
Yes indeed, she was a meal, she was fit for a king
I was scopin, but hopin and hopin to rope in
My desire was up, and my resistance was slopin
She said, 'excuse me, but i was wrong
Maybe i came on a little bit too strong'
I couldn't talk, i couldn't even think
I said, 'well, can i make it up, can i buy your a drink？'
She gave a nod to show her acception
To my pleasure, but with one suggestion
Yo, to be alone was the suggestion she had
Which was even better, so we went to her pad
I brought the wine that you call rose
We snuggled up in the couch, yes, we got cosy
She put the glass to her lip, and then she took a sip, and
Tried to get up, but she was slippin and trippin
Did a double summersault, the girlie was flippin
Took a step back, took out the hair clip, and
Unbuttoned her blouse, yes, the girlie was strippin
Put her hands on my pants, the zipper was zippin
Laid me down on the couch, sat down on my hip, and
Straddled up, and then she took a dip, and
The girl was sweeter than a chocolate chip, and
I called her name out loud, i said, jodie - oh!'
I said, 'you must be down with the rodeo
The way you ride, it might sound silly
But you're ridin up and down like bronco billy'
Time went by, the sex had stopped
I looked around, i saw jodie just dropped
What was the matter, yes, the girl was in shock
She said, 'special ed, i think it was your -
But never mind, i be fine, just chill'
I said, 'that's what you get for playin buffalo bill'
In a minute the girl recouperated
Gave her some super-strenght, and she ate it
I then waited till she finished some soup
And then i said, 'get the hell out, good lookin out, troop'
Cause yo
This hoe was low down
(hoedown)
And this is the hoedown
(hoedown)
(hoe) (hoe) (hoedown)
(hoedown)
(hoe) (hoe) (hoedown)
6.Think About It
(think about it) --＞ rakim
Sometime i wanna rhyme, but then again i must wait
For the approaching of a toy to introduce him to his fate
Death, i always try to figure out why
Sucker mc's wanna battle me when they know they will die
In the end, so why pretend you're livin trifle
I'ma rope you up like a cowboy, stifle
Your throat with my microphone cord, cause i'm the lord
Of the rhyme, some people say that they can never get bored
Cause i'm exciting, pleasurable listening
I'm only tryin to show you what your records keep on missing,
and
I'm only tryin to help our your crew, and
I know i must forgive ya, cause you don't know what you're doin
So sucker mc's, please think twice
Would you join the navy if you didn't like the gravy and rice？
Think about it
(think about it)
Think about that, then think about this
If i tried to hit you, do you think that i would miss？
Well, i'm fast, i only hit the center, mass and head
I'm special ed, funkadelic relic of the ages
If you like this, then i got pages and pages
Some dumb bubbleyum bubblegum chewin
Chumps be screwin
I the fly, i wonder why
What's the reason for the treason, huh, you wanna die？
I'm high-post, higher than most
Not from france, but i eat french toast
I'm international, i make the cash in all ways
Got dollars in my pocket, cause man, it pays
To be smart, i turn my art into an empire
Cause i grow and grow, so you know i never tire
Got the status and the clout, no doubt
Of all time, i got the rhyme to take you out
Cause my rap is like a trap that you fall into
I'm special ed, now who the hell are you？
You're unknown, don't even own a microphone
You can't rap, you make me wanna cap a stone
In your eye, why do you persist to make noise
When ever since i was a kid i never did like toys
I get furious, leavin mc's curious
In a daze, my hits do faze
I recommend you listen to the phrase that pays
Don't jest, you won't succeed
I make you bleed till you need a transfusion
This is no illusion
I know you're gettin blurried, don't worry, it's confusion
Of the mind, don't whine, you can't cry forever
It'll take your life to decipher the clever
Rhymes that i say in the way that i do
Akshun luv, my deejay, i guess it's on you
But is there anybody better？ i doubt it
And if you think you are, i think you better think about it
(think about it)
The lyrics are suffice, suffice are my lyrics
Idolized by the public, praised by the critics
Worth more than gold, longer than a giraffe
Take em to the pawn shop, get a yard and a half
And i'm the creator of the rhymes you praise
All of y'all with the gall i will leave in a daze
Try to battle me, and i'ma make it my job
To burn you as i turn you like a shishkebab
Cause yo, the style that i portrait is the style of a leader
If you' re really gonna battle me, you're really gonna need a
Whole crew, not two, three or four
You gonna need a whole posse, a mossie or more
Cause i'm strong, rap long, yet the rhymes don't drag
Like a bag full of tricks or a trick in a bag
I'm uprising, surprising
Not a nag, not antagonizing
Cause i'm full of fun, and i got a gun
To kill mc's fresher than me, but there are none
Cause i've looked everywhere
Under every rock, in every chair
Mc's they try to hide when i get hot
I know that they hide, but where i know not
You're nothin but a sucker, chump you're scared
You tried to battle me, but you wasn't prepared
You slept, i crept up, shot your drawers
And now you're runnin for your life like you're swimmin from
jaws
But go, i know that you've learned your lesson
Go to church, just confess, and
Tell the preacher you committed sin
You battled special ed when you couldn't win
Tried, you cried, you shouted, you pouted
But i told ya - you should thought about it
(think about it)
7.Ak-shun
(action)
The main attraction dj ak-shun for your pleasure or your leisure
Try to match the scratch and you will end up in a seizure
Strain upon your brain, you can't contain the plain fact
That if you tried to cut this hard i bet your record would crack
Or either break, what does it take to make your hair-do
I have to put a speaker to your ear for you
To say, 'hey, i like the way the deejay is playin'
Cause that's what you'll be sayin
You'll say, 'i want a deejay just like that one'
(inside di action)
(i want action)
(action)
I'm special ed, my deejay's name is ak-shun
Put together we're two, yet we're both number one
Cause ak-shun got the scratchin, as well as the catch
And i the funky super psychodelic words that match
And we're the best at what we do, in our professions we're the
highest
Is it understood, we're very good, if not, try us
One thing to know if you decide to disprespect
Is if you're weak we reserve the right to reject
We don't waste time with toys or weak crews
Wanna rhyme, get in the line, i take you out by the twos
And ak-shun, try to battle him, you're gonna need luck
He's a destroyer, he'll destroy ya, make ya self-destruct
Explode like a bomb into pieces, so then
Superglue couldn't put you back together again
And oh, by the way, you say you want satisfaction
Well, all you had to say was (i want action)
(i want action)
(step back)
What a man, it's ak-shun that remarkable man
If you heard that he could do it, he can do it, he can
If you heard it, if you word it with your lips, what i mean
Is that he cuts so clean, you would think he was a dream
You had, the man is bad, yet the man is not a nightmare
I don't think that it's right or rather quite fair
To a new deejay, you '86er
You can't be the man who was born on a mixer
If you think you broke a record, ak-shun is the fixer
If you need a remedy, ak-shun uv is the elixir
Cause if he picks her, then he gets her and he sticks her
On to the record player and then he licks a
Fingertip for more attraction
And then he makes her say (action) (i want action)
8.Monster Jam
Monster jam
This is a monster jam
This is a monster jam
I'm a vet, yet i never been in vietnam
But come to think of who i am
It's not amazing that you're praising all the lyrics i flam
When i'm bustin a discussion to the percussion
I leave it to the flatbush crew to do the rushin
Cause i'm kinda laid back, mc's please stay back
If you try to riff, you'll be stiff on the way back
Home, inside a box with bottles and rocks
I know the time, you know why？ because i got nuff clocks
In my house, always like to know the time of the day
Take a shower every hour to be sure that i stay
Fresh and never less, because i don't like germs
On the mic i like to psyche by usin phrases and terms
That only i could begin to comprehend
And understand how i use and choose the lyrics that blend
Monster jam
This is a monster jam
I got the dope hype--type style
Try to bite, we might fight and you will not smile
Cause i'ma damage and ravage, you are a savage
I'ma choke your mediocre, novice, average
Ass into a pulp, then i'ma gulp ya up
＞from out a cup and leave you without a hope
I'm only dope, yo, i'm just provokin your brain
I like to tease, i like to skeeze, i got a brother named wayne
And i'm a taurus, i brush my teeth and also use ？？？
I'm a king, i like to sing, i got a choir and a chorus
I was born on the 16th of may
You do not have to know the year, just be concerned you hear the
day
So you can bring me my crown and then king me
Rejoice to the choice voice, then sing me
A song, make it long, so that i can hear
The praise for days and days and days to the next year
I'm a special professional, my kind is ？？？
The rhymes are so precise just to the fraction of a decimal
Rhyme, so sensational, i'm very educational
This is a presentation, i guess it's presentational
Yo, i'm special ed, i get the bread, i get the cash
Don't steal, i make it, try to take it, get bashed
I am protective and selective when i choose my rhymes
Unlike the other mc's i make g's, not dimes
I got a rhyme to keep you rockin all the time
Like i said i'm special ed, if you don't like it - the heck
Cause i'm a slow pace, never race, never smoke the crack base
＞from the pipe or the wooler, not a fool, much cooler
Not dunce, smoked once, never ever choked once
Look good, dress fly, love ？？？ apple pie
9.The Bush
Brooklyn, new york, flatbush to be specific
Is the topic of the composition, so people, if it
Offends, i recommend you get off, you soft tush
Come down, come around to the bush, the bush
Live in the bush, flatbush, that is the place
Where i rest with the blessed, don't jest, it is a waste
To try, you might die, so i abort the mission
Try to fight, you might end up in critical condition
Cause we don't take shorts, not here, not in the bush
And if you wanna get around, you gotta know how to push
The boys make noise and the girls be slappin curls out the head
Try to fight back, black, you get dead
In the bush
The bush
We got the brothers with the heads in dreads
On the corners like pigeons
Smokin marijuana but it's their religions
We got the others on the pipe tip
Goin on the flight trip
Soon on the toon, your mother will right-grip
Basin up the world, chasin up the girls
The fire got too high till you're facin up your curls
Now you're burned, learned your lesson
Stop messin with the crack, black, cause now look how you're
dressin
Chokin and totin on the pipes and the woolers
While the dealers are your friends with the benz plus medullahs
And rings, they're kings because of what they push
And they're part of the heart in the bush, the bush
I'm special ed, and yes, i'm takin it all
The school that i attend is ersamus hall
Live in flatbush, yes, i'm on
No, i'm not a god, but my word is bond
I got the knowledge, wisdom, understandin
Not fussy, but demandin
No, i'm wise, understand
Mess with me, i break your hand
Stop your heart, take your breath
With the diagnose of death
Remove your brain from your skull
Make ya dumb, make ya dull
Sow you up and cut your hair
Put you in a science fair
Tell em that your name is john
Make you a phenomenon
Freak of nature, make em hate ya
Not a girl will ever date ya
So step off, because you're soft, and i'm a soldier
Go get your crew, and you can tell em what i told ya
Tell em how i burned ya, how you got dissed
Then form a line, so i can add em to the list
If you come to the bush keep a low pro
Cause you might catch a knot or a shot or a blow
To the face in this place, if you base you will be broken
Comin off the train you gotta pay another token
What this means is, you pay for your protection
Pay a fee and never see a reflection
Again, my friend, or rather foe, you know the deal
Either hear or feel
Choose one, but at least you got an option
Be my son or be up for adoption
Why in heaven's name would you diss？
Do you wanna kiss a fist？
We can do this, properly, you're on my property
This ain't a game, but you can say it's a monopoly
Cause i control the total supply, and you're the user
Akshun makes the cuts and howie tee is the producer
We make it or break it, so take it just like that
Yes yes y'all, we're all from flat-
Bush, the bush
10.Fly Mc
I hold the fly microphone in the fly right hand
I'm a real fly guy, better yet fly man
The title that i hold is the fly emcee
Why？ cause i'm fly, yeah, that's me
You see, i'm flier than a flyer to a hip-hop jam
I can even fly higher than a plane from panam
Flew, took a flight, yes, to france in the fall
They be cryin when i'm flyin, cause i'm flier than them all
Went to france because i was bored
So i took a flight over on the fly concorde
On arrival i was greeted by the king of france
The queen, a band playin for the circumstance
Up came the royal crier, he unrolled his scroll and said
'he's flier than the sire and his name is special ed'
The king said, 'you really think you're really that fly？'
I said, 'he read it and he said it,' he said, 'that's a lie'
I said, 'i'm fly, i never lie and, yo, my name is special ed
And if you don't get out my face, i'm gonna fly your royal head'
The king tried to call on his royal troops
Pulled out the uzi and the king said, 'oops!'
Up jumped the queen, she called me a nut
So i kicked her in the butt, then i slapped the royal slut
Said, 'silence! stop the violence, hear what i have to say - eh'
The tuba played a note, so i shot the tuba player
Hell broke loose, the queen just rushed me
Grabbed me by my pants, began to hush me
Pushed me on the plane, dragged off the shoes
The levi button fly, 501 blues
Ripped off the shirt, took off her royal crown
Disrobed the royal robe, took off the royal gown
Hotter than a stove, worked me over, she was illin
She was suckin me and fuckin like a heated gorilla
Thought to myself, could this really be true, and
Yo, then i thought： yo, what the hell am i doin？
Gave her her clothes and i said, 'good night'
Opened up the door, but the plane was in flight
She said, 'special ed, we're in the middle of the sky!'
I said, 'so？ i know, you don't have to fly,' i
Licked the switch and flew the latch
Then i kicked the bitch through the cargo hatch
11.Heds And Dreds
12.I Got It Made
＊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--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
＊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 cuz 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
＊verse 4＊
I'm kinda spoiled
Cuz everything i want i got made
I wanted gear--got everything from cotton to suede
I wanted lead--i didn't beg i just got laid
My hair was growin too long, so i got me a fade
And when my dishes got dirty, i got cascade
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 cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator
souflee--
I got it made
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