This the story of Osama
Allahu akbar in Uganda
n***as put me on to the drama
Now sit back a song with the data
A boy from Saudi Arabia who had it made
But he hated the fortune glamour the fame the game
An Oxford graduated, rather see the sun when it rain
He studied economics, Islamic, drink tonic, hate chronic
Didn't hate america he hated the congress
Old daddy die when he was ten and he's powerful man
Who had paper slinging oil and men
Wealthy religious and educated ayo this made lots of bread
Family been [?]
Three wifes at seventeen
Now it gets better as team
Yeah it's time to form the mujahideen
Warhead religion for the m**ms by any means
Reminds me of Farrakhan Malcolm and King
Play boss who had driving for show
His clans was well written
So the kid slid to Sudan
Had a couple vans some land
Few good religious brothers did all his prayers with him
Giving him grants
It was Afghanistan he had training can't smash
Jumping out of [?] Toyotas with [?]
Fly turbans suburbans sands [?]
Jumping off the camels eating turkey and lamp
Blood brothers holy warriors the others wore cover
f** by injury let's explore bring the luggage
They shot the terror board with no order
300 degrees out one gla** a water for four of us
Drink brother these are them crusaders
Who slide through the Mid East [?] back to the border
There's some [?] now it's war
A global terror in your area US calling it dogs
Bush with his regime against mujahideen suicide bombers versus the marines
Al Qaeda was skin nerve gas anthrax thrown on the scene
Taliban coming martyrly