Bammy learned his chops on the east side of Chicago
Back in the USA
back in his street thug days.

It was a Pakistani night
In the land of the poppy fields.
When the man named Osama died
But the story changes still
When a man named Obama
Tried to make a name his own.
And he called the SEALs to war
With the forces of Allah.

I heard Obama sigh
16 hours passed the night Osama died.
Birther?
what night was it really?
Birther?
who fought it really now?
Maybe.
I heard Obama sighed
16 hours passed before Osama died.
Birthers wonder what Obama saw
Birthers wonder what his cabinet saw.
Well
maybe

And the sound of the battle rang
Through reports of the media.
Till the last of the Muslim gang
Had surrendered up or died.
There was shouting in the street
And the sound of partying.
And I asked someone who said:
'Ol' bin Laden's now dead

I heard Obama sigh
16 hours passed the night Osama died.
Birther?
what night was it really?
Birther?
who fought it really now?
Maybe.
I heard Obama sighed
16 hours passed before Osama died.
Birthers wonder what Obama saw
Birthers wonder what his cabinet saw.
Well
maybe

But there was no sound at all
But the knock upon the door
Then the door burst open wide
And Navy Seals stepped inside
And they shot Osama's face
And they dropped him under waves
The night Osama died.

The night Osama died

Birthers wonder what Obama saw
Birthers wonder what his cabinet saw
Yes indeed.

The night Osama died
The night Osama died
Birther?
what a night it really was
Birther?
what a fight it really was
Maybe.