Текст песни Special Ed - Come On, Let`s Move It
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[ VERSE 1 ]I was proven effective by a clinical testBecause some couldn`t come to believe I was the bestSo they tested me, and now they in the clinicThey almost arrested me, because I did itBut I didn`t mean to do itBut you had to mess with me, and then you blew itNow you got to chew it, and swallow it allI guess that`s the way that you bounce the ballOr somethin like that, my mother always told meYour mother always told me, "Baby, hold me"Don`t get mad because you don`t get g`sAnd I get extra cheese like pizzaYou can`t keep your girl because you can`t please herBut let`s get back to the fact that`s been approvenSo let me prove it, come on, let`s move it(Come on)(Yeah y`all, come on) --> Flavor Flav[ VERSE 2 ]I spent time with the rhyme like a personRehearsin like a verse in a chapterOf a play, but I rap toNot make moneyThough you might find it funnyBut hey, I do it cause I like it, plus it is constructiveEnriching to the mind, cause it`s mentally productiveAnd I am one who seeks special educationCause I can`t learn from the system of my nationOr should I say my residence run by dead presidentsCause my mother and brother and father are>From the motherland of another land called JamaicaSome of them say God, some of them say Jah is the MakerBut I say why say and who is to sayCause you make yourself what you are todayAnd only to yourself do you have to prove itSo come on, let`s move it(Yeah y`all, come on)[ VERSE 3 ]Straight from the heart and a shot to the brainTo the hand on the pen and then flaunt the fameAnd fortune, suckers I be schorchin and torchinOn and on to victory, me, I be marchinEach and every day, reachin out to payMy respects and checks to everybody that helped me on the wayTo where I`ve gotten, thanks a lot andEverybody out there buyin records by the cartonThanks to the banks and thanks to the labelThank you everybody with my record on your turntableThanks to the sellers and the distributorsEverybody thank your moms cause she delivered usThanks to your pops, he gave the drops of lifeThanks ot the Lord, the sword, the double knifeThat I use to fight evil like I fight suckersDamn, I like jam, so I wanna thank SmuckersThanks to my deejay and thanks to my producerThanks to the girls cause you let me seduce yaThanks to the posse around the wayAnd thanks to the fans that paved the wayYou`re coming to the jams, throw your hands in the air and prove itCome on, let`s move it(Yeah y`all, come on)