I can see him lyin' dead in some sultan dress,
In a room filled with holes with his evilness.
Gunned down, you ain't got a prayer,
We find you we'll blow you out your underwear.
Gunned down, You'll step in our snare,
And we'll fix you so you'll be beyond repair.

Since Bin Laden's evil scheme to the west of queens,
And short now is the day that we'll cook your greens.

We'll shoot your ass down in flame,
And we'll get feelin' better when you're feelin' the pain.
You know that you are to blame,
And you'll start peelin' leather when you're peelin' the paint.

Since Bin Laden's evil scheme to the west of queens,
And short now is the day that we'll cook your greens.

If we getcha in a groove in the sun you'll bake,
Be an ass kickin' party and we'll all partake.
Gunned down, two aces a pair,
We've been hard lookin' better make yourself rare.
Yeah, you and your evil twin,
Just when you think you are finished is when we begin.

I can see you dying fast in your shaded greens,
You're a hard runnin' nomad, gonna deal ya mean.
You know that you are to blame,
And you'll start peelin' leather when you're peelin' the paint.
Gunned down, you ain't got a prayer,
We find you we'll blow you out your underwear.

Gunned down, two aces a pair,
We've been hard lookin' better make yourself rare.
Yeah, you and your evil twin,
Just when you think you are finished is when we begin.