Bin Laden ***
Oh Dr Dre. Or shoul i say Dr Gay.
You are very bad man (biatch) you *** the wrong mother *er.

You thing Osama won *** you back biaaatch.
Things just ain't the same for Osama,
So much drama since the World Trade Bombings,
And the Pentagon got the world calling me o kill all of congress,
Like Gary Condit
The Strangest things can happen to an Afghan,
Then some *eaters fly planes and wreak havoc,
Then go drop the blame on Bin Laden
Now i got a faggot-ass rapper atacking me with this gangsta rap,
Like I'm not gonna battle,Dr Dre?
The man wasn't done * since NWA and gave Eazy-E AIDS
Don't make me go shoot ngight on your fat ass,
You homo *,you ain't the only going platinum.
Osama Bin Laden,kepping it gangsta,
* Dr Dre,I'm the Aftermath

Everywhere that I go ain't the same as before,
People I used know just don't know me no more

And everywhere that I go,I got people they know,
So i suggest you lay low

Oh Dr Dre look at you,you fool.
I use your own rap against you,and I'm better.
lick my *,'til they are dry,sorry...come again.
Thing just ain't the same for Bin Laden,
This planet hates me more than Micheal Jackson,
Hating on the Taliban for keeping me captive,
Threatening to find my cave and blast it
Now I've got to worry about this wannabe gangsta,
Who pays other rappers to write his wack *,
Everyone knows that your beats are helped man,
And you'all never blow by yourself man.
Sorry, you'd blow... blow cocks,
Use the hole as a straw and blow sperm out your nostrils.
I don't give a hurried *, call Slim Shady, Snoop Dogg, D.O.C, Wren and Jay-Z
To write a verse, * i'll do this for ya,
You still lick dick, this is Booshu Babara.
Do you know what, do you know who?
Let's keep this between me and you


Everywhere that I go ain't the same as before,
People I used know just don't know me no more

And everywhere that I go,I got people they know,
So i suggest you lay low

Osama...

Osama...

Oooosama...
O-o-o-osama...