Lucky, that obama got relected so people could stop being hun-gry.
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
Living underground like a godfather buried alive
Obama nation, hope all day, since there's life
Obama clearing smoke from blowing hydro
And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow
London, tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe
From osama, obama and the vatican pope
Who was brushing his teeth when he happened to see a bitch using anal beads,
The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds
I fucked a bitch and i fucked her anal
I’m a factor and your facial
Obama osama no difference, both a phone tapper
Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are
Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying
Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing
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