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In west Pakistania Born and raised On the bomb range where I spent most of my days
Blowin up infidels, relaxin all cool Shootin U.S. troops outside of school
When a couple of americans who were up to no good Started defiling islam in my neighborhood
I set off one chem bomb and my mom got scared
She said "You're moving in with your 6 aunties in Tehran"
I whistled for a plane And when it came near The license plate said "Boom" and there were severed heads in the mirror
I thought to myself "Man, this plane is rare" Then I thought "Nah man, fulfill Sharia law" "Go bomb in Tehran"
I pulled up to the cell about 9:11 or later I looked at the driver and said
"Allah hu akbar, madh Allah, yarzuqna"
I looked at my flag I've earned my title
Time to sit on my nukes as the prince of ISIL