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I risk everything for better things
I know we ain't the same (mm)
Look how far I came (mm)
I am not to blame (mm)
I was born with full synthetic oil

Five hour energy, got a deuce of oil
Full synthetic Castro for the Wraith of oil
Loyal to my niggas, loyal to my soil
I can translate to English if
You

My bitch getting money
Bought the bald head cat
No hair
Like my bitches tall so
My kid come out athletic
Cop another Audi coupe my
Oil change full

will ever be the same
All will perish


VERSE
Chained by ancient memories
Mankinds path was full of victims
Progress was unstoppable
A new age for all

Oil It
Oil It
Oil it
Oil It
Oil It
Oil It
Oil It
Oil It
Oil that yah passion and no fail
No doubt to mesmerise my brain
Even if you sef no dey agile

The Oil Song

Steve Forbert

The Best of Steve Forbert: What Kinda Guy?

1993

the well-charted waters of the Nantucket shoals
There's a ship run aground full of oil, we were told
In a week's worth of rough winter weather and waves
The boat

between everything that you read
Full of lies and deceit, better peep it
Anything that you try is a crime
And it's time for a line to be drawn, for a rhyme

I got the oil that won't dry
I got the oil
I got the oil that won't dry
I got the oil
I got the oil that won't dry
See my head don full with more

planet gives us life and it's taken for granted
We're killing us by killing her and I don't understand it
Plastic in the oceans, rivers full of chemicals

breaker
Large tray full of shots like a bar waiter
Kamehameha, bar layer after bar layer
The chicken getting plucked if I pick 'em
I'm a guitar player like

Gimme Some Truth

Pearl Jam

Live: 05-03-03 - State College, Pennsylvania

2003

yellow bellied, son of tricky Dicky is
Gonna mother hubbard, soft soap me with just a pocket full of oil,
Money for oil,
Money for oil.

I'm sick

unapologetic
Done with the fake and synthetic
Done
Grinding my new aesthetic
Reached my sorry limit
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't, I

a nigga so ready
Cup full of Santanna
Now I'm feeling like Freddy
Lines on the highway
I need a paramedic
Gotta bitch with fake titties
Pouring up my

high will never spoil
But that synthetic black tar your smoking on foil
Fills your lungs and brain with oil
Flick A match at A person like that
They burn

high will never spoil
But that synthetic black tar your smoking on foil 
Fills your lungs and brain with oil
Flick A match at A person like that
They

haired, yellow bellied, son of George Porgy is
Gonna mother hubbard, soft soap me with just a pocket full of oil, 
Money for oil, 
Money for oil.

I'm

dem boil dem oil an'
Dem make dem own kyle
Cah, little after that
Mi say dem face full of smile
An' a talk 'bout di argan oil cah, Lord
Dem just a talk

Self improvement was my beta, not my full release
For though I am synthetic
I was see the life and death of my owner
For though I am synthetic
For though

champion, our king


Neon dreams


In the neon-blue city lights
Where shadows dance through the endless nights
I'm cruising down, full of hope
In my DeLorean

Coal Smoke, Valve Oil and Steam

Johnny Horton

The Early Years

1991

Coal, smoke, valve oil and steam
My heart is sad, I'm living in dreams
I can't tell why I love the smell
Of coal, smoke, valve oil and steam

I

Crude Oil Blues

Jerry Reed

The Hits of Jerry Reed

1978

Well now, listen people let me tell you some news
I'll sing a song called the crude oil blues
We're low on heat 'n' all
We're low on gas
And I'm

for aesthetic
We keeping it eloquent
She living angelic
Might just call the paramedics up, cup full of synthetics (Oh my)
I just want the fettuccini but

Gimme Some Truth

The Wonder Stuff

Hup!

1989

haired, yellow bellied, son of George Porgy is
Gonna mother hubbard, soft soap me with just a pocket full of oil, 
Money for oil, 
Money for oil.

I'm

plead but you wouldn't yield
You emptied my mind to keep me tame

Man's city lights, synthetic stars
My deathless kind will play its part
To ensure they