Mr. Taliban - Story of my life | Текст песни

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I have never been more popular in my life since I carried a big mad knife

I am a little Taliban I come from the country of Afghanistan

If I am gone die in abicrach* it is the will of almighty Allah

I didn't get the money for the vacation

So I joint the terrorist organization

I learnt to fly a plane from a friend but he forgot to teach me to land

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I am feeling the most charity* when I hear the scream of you bitch

I don't care much where I am going becouse I'll die in 707 a Boeing

I make sure that the USA will remember the date of eleven of September

We chose this day becouse of this

It's the international day of piss

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

For just becouse of this one attack

America wants to bomb us back

I know that retaliation would come

And it's a great convention for Islam

It's not a much but now I can see my chanson* in CNN

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama

I love my papa I love my mama but most of all I love Osama


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