Hey Taliban,
I'm gettin' mad.
I'm gonna nuke you.
You little fags,
You're helpless.
We'll drop the bomb,
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.

Yeah.....buh-bye.
Finally a president that's showing some rage.
Now, time for Bush is nothing,
Cuz' he's loading his gauge.
Now we're going down there,
Bin Ladin must be scared.
New York's got repairs,
Osama's right on our snare.
Look at Shrub,
Bet you didn't think so he will bomb you, bub.
We are ticked at you,
Think we let you get away now, too.
Countries choose,
And you'll lose.
Who you think is really kicking tunes?
Picture me gettin' down with a Pakistani.
Like Bush lit the fuse.
You think we're fictional.
Mystical? Maybe.
Ticked-at-you,
Hearable,
What appears in you is a clearer view,
Cuz' you're too crazy.
Lifeless,
To know what Mormon's meaning of life is,
Priceless,
For you because I'll nuke you with my hype ****.
You want it?
Gunsmokin' George Bush with one motion,
Redneck among those,
Posses nuts with guns go.

Hey Taliban,
I'm gettin' mad.
I'm gonna nuke you.
You little fags,
You're helpless.
We'll drop the bomb,
And after, you'll soon be gone.
Hey Taliban,
I'm gettin' mad.
I'm gonna nuke you.
You little fags,
You're helpless.
We'll drop the bomb,
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.

The soliders with the basics,
Withoutit we'll make it,
Allow me to make this,
Childlike in government,
System,
You Arabs hate us, try a fellony,
You're in prison.
Every M-16.
Every soldier apiece.
Every mushroom cloud seen,
Is seen with our eyes.
I saw destruction and demise,
Terrorism in disguise,
>From these Arab enterprise.
Now Bush ain't tellin' you no lies.
Through Shrub, though not his brain,
But the destruction he provides,
With other peeps as his guide.
But Bin Laden, see me now cuz'
You don't see with your mind.
Osama better know what is right.
We're the killer?
So I'm gonna support Bush all the way, I'll sign censors.
Bust a few rhymes so mutha ****ers.
Remember where the bomb is,
I support all this.
So Bush can arise when you're lawless,
Nuclear bombs, and soldiers,
That you thought you were dead ,
No appealing, remember
(That it's all in your head).

Hey Taliban,
I'm gettin' mad.
I'm gonna nuke you.
You little fags,
You're helpless.
We'll drop the bomb,
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
And after, you'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
You'll soon be gone.
And after.