Think About It Songtext
von Special Ed

Think about it
Think about it
Think about it
Think about it
Think about it


Sometimes 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 but 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 a lord of the rhyme
Some people say that they can never get bored
′Cause I'm exciting, pleasurable listening
I′m only trying to show you what your records keep on missing in
I'm only trying to help out your crew and
I know I must forgive you ′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 it
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 Bubble Yum bubble gum
Chewing chumps be screwing
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'm into 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 clap you with 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, leaving 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′ll make you bleed
'Til you need a transfusion, this is no illusion
I know you're gettin′ blurry, 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
Action of my DJ, 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, think, think about it
Think, think, 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 him 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 shish kebab
′Cause yo, the style that I portray 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′re gonna need a whole posse, a mossie or more
'Cause I′m strong, rap long, get 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 nothing 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 no, I know that you′ve learnt your lesson
Go to church, just confess and
Tell the preacher you committed sin
You battled Special Ed when you couldn't win
You tried, you cried, you shouted, you pouted
But I told you, you should′ve thought about it

Think about it
Think, think, think about it
Think, think, think about it
Think, think, think about it