Special Ed

(feat. Kazaam)
[Special Ed]
This is not just a hip-hop gig
Its club, its pop, its big, you dig?
No small-time, no small rhyme
I wont fall at all, cause Im
Supported, nothin is extorted
I know you can hear it but can you afford it?
I bet you caught it, stole it, hold it
Dont you know the law detest such acts?
First you purchase, then pay tax
Not take take free and step
Jail is where your kind is kept
Its like a party, know what I mean?
As a matter of fact call it the club scene
(Dance, I know you got the feeling
I know you got the feeling
Lets dance)
[Special Ed]
Im Special Ed, this is Kazaam
This is not just a hip-hop jam
We came like a spark to ignite
Explode into a mode like dynamite
Head-on, full blast
Thread on and Ima get on your ass
Then let you go
And give it to Kazaam, yo
[Kazaam]
Im Kazaam, and Im next
Ed gave the tag, heres the suplex
Heres the pin - we win
Do i have to get physical when were in
A battle, its supposed to be pleasant
Not the annihilation of a peasant
Im a lady, know what I mean?
Dont get fed Ed, this is the club scene
(Its not over) (over) (over)
[Special Ed]
Alright Kazaam, Ima chill
I understand but I can and will
Get ill
[Kazaam]
Yo Ed, just groove it
And nothin movin
Nothin to be proven
Cant nobody take whats yours
[Special Ed]
Yeah, I know cause Ima break some jaws
And bones ,forget sticks and stones
Dont take no shorts, dont give no loans
Well anyway, how much does a penny weigh?
Take your cheap thought, you dont get any say
So shove it
Yo Kazaam, do you like it?
[Kazaam]
I love it, I adore it
Hit it, Im with it, Im all for it
All against, commence to get overthrown
Im on the microphone
Therefore, near or afar
When I do a show leave the door ajar
Cause the heat I generate boils water
I can burn any rhyme you ever thought of
No sweat, no Keith
No joke, no smile, no teeth
Yo Ed, tell em what I mean
[Special Ed]
Grow up boy, this is the club scene
[Kazaam]
Check it out
Take the record out
Put it on the wheels
Tell me how it feels
What is the texture, is it soft or hard?
If its soft take it off, then throw it in the yard
Let a crackhead sell it
If its hard memorize it and spell it
Every last sentence
Attend every show I take your attendance
But dont cut out
Because you might fail and your mother might shout
And scream and get real mean
And go (go) no more of that club scene!
(Rock your body, ro-rock your body)
(Its) (over)
[ Club Scene Lyrics ]