OSAMA SONG (72 6-PACKS)

Ether Gun:
I'd think twice,
About showing up in paradise,
Without 72 6packs,
One for each virgin yeah,
But you should figure out,
What if they're disappointed,
And throw you back!

MC Cyclops:
There ain't no Boogeyman,
It's your fellow man,
The man you never, ever, ever, ever,
Offered hand,
Mirror everything you can,
And now your stuck with man.
Mirror everything you can,
And now your stuck with man.

MC Cyclops:
What if you only live once, but that once is forever?
Would it really be so clever to murder Osama?
Well guess what, thats what happened him,
He didn't die in 2011, didn't find a hell or heaven,
He's probably in America right now, sittin' in school,
So confused from news, the flag waving's so cool,
About eight years old, he's practicing on playstation,
'Til he grows up and does the same to the nation,
He can be next door but go ahead and kill him,
He'll just come back one more time the villain,
Never solvin' anything because a spirit don't die,
And I don't mean his ideology, I mean the guy,
Could be kickin' it with any one they ever fried,
Including Adolf Hitler and anyone that ever died,
But you don't believe it 'cause your just a total blank,
Rather forget all the bad stuff you used to have,
Too many crimes and hurtful actions, now you're gettin' mad,
Go ahead and celebrate Osama, cause it's sad.

Ether Gun:
I'd think twice,
About showing up in paradise,
Without 72 6packs,
One for each virgin yeah,
But you should figure out,
What if they're disappointed,
And throw you back!

MC Cyclops:
It's kind of like the gang members killin' each other,
Would they really do it if they came back their brother,
I mean the terrorists can plant bombs with their new moms,
Rich or poor, we all got unlimited funds,
It's hard to drop a person once he drops a body,
Find him at the office telling you about his hobby,
Never soundin' so unusual, the world is all crazy,
So you hurry up and get home to your lady,
Never realizin' that he's comin' over the weekend,
With a whole bunch of others that are really creepin',
So you let down your guard, you got the white picket fence,
Like Homeland Security guarding the president,
He's not even safe, 'cause man there ain't no borders,
Go out to eat, Saddam Hussein's taking your order,
So whatchu think is gonna happen to the prisoners?,
Depends on how many people we got listeners.

MC Cyclops:
There's a light at the tunnel, but it ain't after death,
Hell, you don't even have to muster a breath,
Just change the way you're livin' and your thoughts,
Look around at all the world and all the robots,
There's a battle going on, but man it's inside,
Take a look at the man in the mirror, you hide,
It's been going on forever, hittin' you on all fronts,
No one ever had proof that you only live once,
It's a silly concept if you stop and really think,
You're a giant tied by your own hands with lint,
But even with the confusion of being human,
So many heroes stood up to doom and gloomin',
I mean who's to say that Jesus wasn't John Lennon,
The Buddha, Mahatma Ghandi spinnin' linen,
Louis Armstrong could of came back as Biggie,
And I'm sure Tupac's already rappin' in some city,
Shakespeare's probably doing film in high-definition,
Capturing humanity in all of its fiction.

Ether Gun:
I'd think twice,
About showing up in paradise,
Without 72 6packs,
One for each virgin yeah,
But you should figure out,
What if they're disappointed,
And throw you back!

MC Cyclops:
There ain't no Boogeyman,
It's your fellow man,
The man you never, ever, ever, ever,
Offered hand,
Mirror everything you can,
And now your stuck with man.
Mirror everything you can,
And now your stuck with man.