[Verse 1: I-Khan]
During a bomb alert I curse at Obama's work
Then drop a verse in a Rest In Peace Osama shirt
I Often jerk to your mothers sex tape
I wonder how her chest taste when her breast shake
I'll stab you with a red vase, til your head breaks
Take a shit and wipe my ass with your dead face
For laughing at the Paki Kid
I'll grab the knife that you stabbed me with
And smash it twice in your abdomen
I chew up the same leaves that koalas eat
And walk up in the club in sharval kameez
Smackin' you hopeless faggots
Grabbing two holy axes,Slashing through phony tactics
And crackin' your open casket
The lonely bastard, Man got your whore in hand
On her knees, over seas in foreign sand ( Slut)
I hit sour, laced with thin powder
You bitch cowards, get sniped from the twin towers
If I don't blow up from slaughtering kids
Ill plant C-4's in your toddlers cribs (Waaah)
I cop a Lucy, Life got me looney
Pop a roophie cause my dads a Shiite my moms a Sunni
ERRAHH eMAy- ERRAHH eMAY -ERRAHH eMAy- ERRAHH eMAy n ( M.a.n)
[Verse 2: I-Khan]
Mr schizophrenic , High enough to skip the planets
If I don't have coke I start sniffin' dandruff
I decimate any bait I penetrate
And levitate my mental state for heaven sake
Get stabbed with a Pakistani flag
Blow up your house and fuck your bitch, that's Talibany swag
I'm smokin' this L in a coconut shell
Bitch I'm so ahead of my time I wrote this in hell