Happy Birthday So and So

Yea, 100 dollar freestyle, KOOL A.D. best rapper
Happy birthday so and so
Heh
Boy up in Italy sippin that hennesey
Pistol to my enemy
Eat a little pasta, basta, hasta la vista
See me at the louvre with the mona lisa
Move with the holy features
True, i'm a goon i'm a beast cause i'm thuggin in the streets
But it's all about peace though
Shout out to the Dolphins they the second in the East though
[?] I'm a freak in the sheets, hoe
You ain't really gotta know the deets, though
Tofu, miso salad with the beets, too
Look how i'm, like, composin' all my ballads at the bistro
Piano man
He don't like the C notes
Plus the b nose too
Cool lala hebrew
G-funk, fuck what he think
Runnin through the city with a tree trunk
Plus the weed stunk
Smell like three skunks
Chopadelic notions in the ferrari trunk
Heh. man

I already asked you one time what he thunk. what you think? what we thunk? heh
You stink and i'm in the best smelling rapper in the world i smell like roses, i suppose it's just the illest motherfucker that you ever chose
It's the nicest thing on your stereo speaker currently and any other time as well
Time is hell, plus heaven, divided by space, the bread leaven in your face, what?
The crack in the sidewalk bespeaks the flower that rise from it
Hot styles you never understood
The cold, cool stlye from the hood
So good
You never knew
All the things that i got into