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[Hook] This is the ballad of the black gold They call it Texas tea But it’s bigger than a cowboy with a lasso It’s deeper than a black hole Create monopolies Except they collect a fee when you pass go Crises international The government de facto We got no control in this fiasco Darker than the backroads Bubble hotter than Tabasco More than what you bargained for or asked for I You never see happy-hungry people that ain’t rational They blasting through the gates and they attack you at the [bad word] up in your palace, find the head of the states and crack a few Get a taste of power then they [bad word] fascists too The fiscal conservatives, don’t know what they purpose is Money on the war, then they cut the goods and services Murderous, corporate monsters is breaking records Exxon is at 40 billion a year They raking in record profits, stop it How they banking while the other industries is tanking? Leadership is sinking Oil pollution in the water, stanking Loyalty to petroleum Royalty spoiled the economy We won’t get it poppin’ till we’re oil-free If you’re oil-rich then we invade it They call it occupation but we’re losing jobs across the nation Drill, baby, drill, while they make our soldiers kill Baby still, the desert where the blood and oil spill II Nigeria is celebrating 50 years of independence They still feel the colonial effects of Great Britain’s presence Dictators quick to imitate the West Got in bed with [bad word] and now the place a mess Take a guess, which ones came and violated They oiled up the soil, the Ogoni people was almost annihilated Still they never stayed silent There was activism, poets using non-violent tactics That was catalyst for soldiers to break into they crib Take it from the kids and try to break em like a twig And make examples of the leaders Executed Saro-Wiwa Threw Fela’s mom out the window right after they beat her In an effort to defeat hope Now the people feed soap to [noir] So they youth is doing drive-bys through speed boats They kidnap the workers They blowing up the pipelines You see the fires glowing in the nighttime