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Spoken: as Bin Laden]
Oh Dr Dre. Or I say Dr Gay.
You are very bad man, you diss the wrong motherfucker. You think won't diss you black biaaatch.

1:]
Things ain't the same for Osama,
Since the World Bombings,
And the Pentagon got the world
Me to all of congress, like...[blurred]
The Strangest can happen to an Afghan
When get wrapped up in Islam and Allah,
Then some fly planes and wreak havoc,
Then go the blame on Bin Laden.
Now I got a faggot-ass attacking me
With this rap, like I'm not gonna battle,
Dr Dre? The man wasn't shit since NWA
And Eazy-E AIDS.
Don't make shoot night on fat ass,
You homofuck, you ain't the one goin' platinum.
Bin Laden, keeping it gangsta,
Dr Dre, I'm the Aftermath.

Everywhere that I go ain't the as before,
People I used to know don't know me no more
And everywhere that I go, I got I know,
Who've got they know, so I suggest you lay low.

2:]
Oh Dr Dre look at you, you
I use your own rap you, and I'm better.
Lick my balls, til are dry,
Sorry... again.
Things just the same for Bin Laden,
planet hates me more than Michael Jackson,
Hating on the for keeping me captive,
Threatening to my little cave and blast it,
Now got to worry about this wannabe gansta,
Who pays rappers to write his wack shit,
Everyone that your beats are helped man,
And never blow by yourself man.
Sorry, blow... blow cocks,
Use the hole as a and blow sperm out your nostrils.
I give a hurried fuck, call Slim Shady,
Snoop Dogg, D.O.C, and Jay-Z,
To write a verse, fuck do it for ya,
You lick dick, this is Booshu Babara.
Do you know who, do you know what, do you know
Let's this between me and you.

Osama...
Osama...
Oooosama...
O-o-o-osama...
Biatch.