Osama Yo' Mama

Osama (Osama), yo' mama didn't raise you right When you were young, she must have wrapped yo' turban too tight She should have kept you home on those Arabian nights It's plain to see you need some therapy Osama (Osama), yo' mama could have done a lot better Though I bet every day you did somethin' to upset her By the way, we got an answer to your anthrax letter New York City's where it's from, it's called a smart bomb And I can hear yo' mama sayin' now "You in a heap o' trouble, son Now, just look what you've done! Saw you on TV with yo' gun Mercy sakes, I can't do a thing with ya Told ya Dubya's gonna getcha" And I can just hear Dubya sayin' "You in a heap o' trouble, boy And I don't think you will enjoy Our game of search and destroy Yeah, we got your terror right here, we gon' run it up your rear" Osama (Osama), yo' mama didn't teach you how to act You've crossed the line too far this time, there ain't no turnin' back You're startin' to remind us of another maniac Yeah, you know who, he started World War II Osama (Osama), yo' mama didn't teach you to behave Now they say you're hangin' with the bats in a cave Well, pullin' off that sneak attack was not too brave Kinda makes us remember the seventh of December And I can hear yo' mama sayin' again "Ooh, you in a heap o' trouble, son Now just look what you've done Saw you on TV with that gun Goodness me, I can't do a thing with ya Told ya Dubya's gonna getcha" And I can just hear Dubya sayin' "You in a heap o' trouble, boy And I don't think you gon' enjoy Our game of search and destroy Yeah, we got your terror right here, we gon' run it up your rear" Osama (Osama), yo' karma's really got you in a jam But that's just what you get when you mess with Uncle Sam Osama (Osama), the Taliban is history Nobody wants to see you startin' World War III Osama (Osama), you know the Al-Qaeda won't last Osama, just like you, its future's in the past