[Verse 1]
Dear Mister President, it's evident
That you the real terrorist
And ever since the 9/11 terror hit
You getting money parallel to the more and more scared I get
With the draft coming back, I'm prepared for it
And when I hear the (Whoop, whoop!), I'm prepared to split
I got a bag full of clothes, a case of Ol' Gold
A Bible, a Quran, and a loaded fo'-fo'
And I'll show my little cousin how to use a grenade
When you throw it, say the same thing you do when you pray
If they flash a badge and grab your dad
Put a bullet in his stomach and a few in his face
Little sis, let me show you what to do with the mace
You know them fools, Five-O is really doin' the rapin'
Like fools that station at a boucherie (?)
If you feel that the war is a huge mistake, then say

[Chorus]
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated

[Verse 2]
Dear Mister President, it's evident
You never really won you inherited
This election in the worst way, hell is your birthplace
That's for me and my family on the turf, mane
Gangsta rappers, all cock your Tecs
Islam is first, hip-hop is next
If they used it to demonize Ron Artest
Just think how they do it when we under arrest
I mumble, "Bush killed Arafat" under my breath
Abortion ban comin' and I wonder what's next
'Cause G-W-B is a W-M-D
Just like the crack that his government sent me, so
Feel free to go stupid in the streets
To the O-A-K-L-A-N-D, little Middle East
Babylon by the Bay, holy Mecca, USA
And if somebody disagree with it, you just say
[Chorus]
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated

[Verse 3]
T-K.A.S.H., half-Black, half-Pinoy
But I don't scratch or dress like a B-boy
Philippine-American stereotype destroyed
Now back up, young TT boy
I eat these boys, but then again, I eat these, boy
Conservative pop hot got me deeply bored
I don't wanna drank, or smoke, or freak these whores
I rather raise money for a speaking tour
It's only the truth, why'd you delete me for?
Party Music was a sample of my beef with pork
A manifest for the ghetto
Meanwhile, Cosby jugglin' watermelons tryna rep Jello
W is a Pinocchio and Cheney is Gepetto
The 9/11 commission is still unsettled
'Cause four more years mean more, more fear
'Til uranium tears drop more and more here, mayne
[Chorus]
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated
This is, this is, this is how you get assassinated