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He blows up lots of buildings, wanted for many killings
But nothing compares to the rotten way Osama kills
He's been to Afghan Mountain
For how many days? (Dunno, who's counting?)
But nothing compares to the rotten way Osama kills

Cool, calm, just like his mom
With 10 pounds of C-4, screaming, "I've got a bomb!"
It's Mr. Omar with the Taliban up his sleeve
All up on you asking why you want him to leave
I can't describe the vibe I get when I blow up his country until I can't see it
Damn it, I fell in a tar pit
Help me out before I get stuck in it
These "BOOMS!" make me hallucinate
My ears are bleeding and I can't see straight
"Help! I can't see what's happening!"
"Ah! My eyes! They really sting!"
So blink, blink, come on, blink (Ahhhhhhhhhhh!)
I said come on, blink!
If you had a brain, then you might think
You'd better blink before your eyes turn pink!
You wanna hit? (Come on pass it around!)
Matthwala throws the hottest bash in town
Hey! Your mom passed out in her nightgown
Get her on the couch before she starts to drown

Oh, who cares! Someone help that nun!
She's in Afghan with a cocked shotgun
You know why Osama hasn't killed a leprechaun?
'Cuz he ain't in Ireland, he's an Arab, Mon!
You think he eats his pizza with Parmesan?
No. Hey, my arm is gone!
It's probably just numb
High on rum and a Chinese plum
It's so sour it'll make you swallow your tongue
Haha! Haha! It was a false alarm
They grow these fruits on my grandpa's farm
Dude, stop being stupid
You're about to get bombed by Osama bin Laden
I think I fight too much
The killing makes me blush
C-4, shoe bombs, and mean
Dirty *ss planes with gasoline!

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Dirty dozen, 80 of us, Arab brothers, haters love us
That's why Osama's mother loves him cause he killed his brother
He probably wants to take his guts out and date a hooker
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)

Blow up hills, hills I blow
Blow up 2 hills and kill Marshall Faulk
Fake anthrax, it's really chalk
Thought I was incredible and smoked the lot
I wanna go away like a bale of hay
Shipped to Afghanistan right after D-Day
Osama's underweight looking for a gay bloke
There's too much smoke!
I think I'm going to choke! (cough, cough, cough)
Osama's a gay bloke
Had an accident with an elastic rope
Aww! Poor Arab. What the hell, 'Poor Arab'?
Now I've got to neuter you
Osama, your crazy!

I kill 2 Jews at one time
My name is Matthwala and I love to rhyme
'Osama's got the blues'
'Then give him some of this crack'
Get him so high that he never comes back!
Why do you Arabs even think I kill?
If you thought I was nice, then you're wrong, I will
'Osama likes the crack'
'Is he still blue?' (Osama chill!)
'When he's high like this, he will never kill a Jew!'
Now he's singing the anthem of the Red, White, and Blue
Oh my God! He's waving the Canadian flag too!
Matthwala, you better kill this fool
Alright. Osama, still think your cool?

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I'm in a cave, looking like Dave from Wisconsin
Milwaulkee to Boston
Flight plan: I'm gonna bomb it.
Not-so-sexy, hairy Arab, you are gonna die!
Do you want dessert?
Don't sprinkle anthrax on my pie!
Osama kills baby seals
Sells their skins, beaches whales
Anthrax kills (Yeah right!)
Osama let's fight!
Shut your mouth you terrorists
You know this song is just for kicks
Arabs please don't fight
ALLAH IS WHITE!!!

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Dirty dozen, 80 of us, Arab brothers, haters love us
That's why Osama's mother loves him cause he killed his brother
He probably wants to take his guts out and date a hooker
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)