Artist: Rapper Big Pooh f/ Jared Evan Album: Fat Boy Fresh, Vol. 3: Happy Birthday, Thomas Song: Happy Birthday Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Rapper Big Pooh] My momma told me, "Thomas, you should keep fightin" The words that I heard is "You should keep writing" Blank stare out the window, watchin the plastic bag go exactly as the wind blow Steady as the tempo, these people think it's simple Wakin up every morning tryna figure out where time go My thoughts ain't clear, how I wind up here? Now I'm drinkin a beer, it's ten o'clock in the a.m. Me and my body swayin to the mayhem, people like "It ain't him" Starin at me like they lookin at a evil twin Half-grin, the only thing that I could muster Knowin at that exact moment, my life was really flustered My house flooded, career studded Me and my baby got our backs to the wall like it ain't nothin! Actually, I'm breakin down though My life's soundtrack, the beautiful sounds of a piano Played by a two year old, bangin on the keys every night I'm on my knees askin God, "Mercy please, help me OUT~!" I know he hear my pleas without a doubt, heh Now it's time for me to get out, keep pushin No cushion, hungrier than ever I'm willin to grind forever, FUCK weather, I'm the postman The end of the night, propose a toast, fam Tryna fake it 'til you make it, you don't understand [Chorus: Jared Evan] I was never happy but if you're here with me then we can sing this song How ill will that be if we can celebrate forever 'til we're gone But now it's around me It's everything I need so let the candles go Ooh-ooh, happy birthday y'all, birthday y'all Ooh-ooh, happy birthday y'all, birthday y'all [Rapper Big Pooh] Parked the car, I burned out the second gear Every year, I'm talkin 'bout it's my year On that 12th now workin on the 5th year Try to navigate the world, but it's +Rocky+ here No Adrians, no Apollo Creeds I'm flippin soft for my future seeds I'm tired of flippin soft, now I own the deeds If it's snakes in your yard, better cut the weeds Preoccupied with once, can't afford your needs And the teacher told me I wouldn't succeed Heh, can you hear me now? Margie's little child, making momma really proud You can finally smile, tomorrow means a brighter day Happy birthday y'all, wipe the tears away [Chorus]