(This is Sadaam's version of "The Real Slim Shady", to that same beat... funny shit.)

May I have your attention please...
May I have your attention please...
Infidels...
May I have your attention please....
Will the real Hussein please stand up?...
I repeat, will the real Hussein please stand up?...
We're gonna have a problem here...

Y'all act like you ain't never seen a dictator before//
Jaws all on the floor//
Like Hitler and Stalin walked in the door//
I started terrorizing years before the first gulf war//
Now I plan to even the score// (U.S. - 1,000,000 vs. Iraq - 0)
I've got so many body doubles. It's true, no kiddin'//
I don't go to the streets, they all do my biddin'//
And Chemical Ali said...//
Nothing, you idiots, Chem Ali's dead. I'll find a replacement//
Yeah I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose//
But it's no worse than what's going on in the U.S. war room//
Sometimes I wanna go on Al Jazeera and let loose//
But can't, but it's o.k. for the U.S. to destroy my statues//
Osama's down with this, Osama's down with that//
And if he's lucky, he might get weapons from Iraq//
And that's the reason why my regime got attacked//
If I react with chemicals, i'll surely get jacked//
Of course you're gonna bomb me and my forces//
By the time you fly warplanes, I'll be in Tikrit sippin' on champagne//
And when you miss me, please don't start to complain//
You've got so many soldiers tearing up my terrain//
I'm like a cockroach, 'cuz you can't kill me//
The guy you're bombing now isn't the real me//
My information minister goes on T.V.//
So he can say I wasn't found in the debris//
And there's a million of us just like me//
Who dress like me, walk, talk, oppress like me//
Mustache like me, a big piece of trash like me//
And just might be a piece of shit, but not quite me!//

(CHORUS)
I am Sadaam, yes i'm the real Sadaam//
All you other Sadaam's can all kiss my bottom//
So won't the real Hussein please stand up?//
Please stand up?//
Please stand up?//
I am Sadaam, yes i'm the real Sadaam//
All you other Sadaam's can all kiss my bottom//
So won't the real Hussein please stand up?//
Please stand up?//
Please stand up?//

Check me while I Bablyon (babble on)...
Pump up the bass, Qusay...
I'm bad...