Yo, they got mr. hussein trapped in a cell block/
Tick tock, his time is over in bagdad, so, so sad/
Who cares, the real reason has always been there/
Petroleum is the one they after, not Saddam's capture/
Yeah, its over, the game of death for da u.s soldier/
B.S, cuz is hard to kill a revolution as da guerillas get bolder/
Fedeyin soldier, going all out like a fiery scorcher/
Blasting themselves to kingdom come, wit one stone, 5 are gone/
These popular way of destroying lives, got da war ratings high/
Yo got pakistan and talibands willing to die, for a first class ticket/
To paradise next to golden ak's and shishcobobs on da side/
Got to know if that shit will make fart all night/
But nevermind that, i am still comfused about what is next/
They found the main card in the deck wit no special effect/
Put him on trial and its all set;crimes against humanity is deep shit
its a deadlock for mr.hussiens bets, so worried, sucka got tripplets
coming out his a-hole sections by sections in different sets/
Poor saddam, he is daamed doomed, lost in a trip like he on shrooms/ If i had it my way, it will be a pay per view event/
i'll put hussein against bush in a match so hell bent/
For all da innocent lives lost from days dat passed and went/
In an operation called Iraqui Freedom, blood and stench/
This war was a white mans treasure, yeah he go the pleasure/
While our families got a tuff lecture, this country cares to scents about your fallen son's ass/ Let that be a blast from the past, so sufficating, you'll never feel free at last/

a message to yall yanqui doodles