Raekwon — Footprints of Osama

This the story of Osama Allahu akbar in Uganda Niggas put me on to the drama Now sit back, it's on with the data A boy from Saudi Arabia who had it made But he hated the... fortune, glamour, the fame, the game An Oxford graduate, he rather see the sun when it rain He studied economics, Islamic, drink tonic, hate chronic Didn't hate America, he hated the Congress Old daddy died when he was ten These are powerful men Who had paper, slinging oil and men Wealthy, religious, and educated? Ay yo this made lots of bread Family been straight since cavemen Three wives at 17 Now it gets better, his team Yeah it's time to form the mujahideen War hero legend for the Muslims, by any means Reminds me of Farrakhan, Malcolm, and King Play boss who had driving for show His plans was well written So the kid slid to Sudan Had a couple vans some land Few good religious brothers did all his prayers with him Giving him grams It was Afghanistan, he had training camp, smash Jumping out of mid sized Toyotas with hash in 'em Fly turbans, Suburbans, sandals on, swervin' Jumping off of camels, eating turkey and lamb Blood brothers, holy warriors, the others wore covers Fuck buying jewelry, let's explore, bring the luggage They shot to Tora Bora with no order 300 degrees out one glass a water, for four of us Drink brother, these are them Crusaders Who slide through the Mid East To Hamburg, back to the border Then some beef pop off, now it's war A global terror in your area, U.S. calling they dogs Bush with his regime against mujahideen Suicide bombers vs the Marines Al Qaeda would scheme Nerve gas, anthrax thrown on the scene Taliban coming martyrly