Monday, February 21, 2005

Happy Birthday, Hashmeer!

Birthdays birthdays are so fun.
Birthdays shirthdays are like a gun.
Like a bullet they come at you fast.
Better move or you won't last.

How old are you? Five four five?
Or are you only fiver four five?
I hope you have five four five,
and eat lots of five four five.

Do you like your balloon, full of hot air?
Just like your face, which hit with a chair.
I make you a cake made of flour and bomb,
Light the candle fuses and make a wish, kaboom!

Now yo ded birthdae sucka.
Don't mess wit me mudda trucka.
That's what you get when you hire gangsta clown.
You're stuck holding string of dynamite balown.


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