Tony Hayward you fucking snake, your apologies mean shit when you secretly work for Jakes/BP doesn’t give a fuck about Louisiana when theres more at stake/The only reason your sorry for the disruption is because of the disruption of the cash you won’t rake in/Trust fund faggot, "I want my life back", what about the lower class that’s fucking aching?/I hope the public acknowledges this as another corporate plot/these tycoons typhoon your lives to blow your spot/And the drama gets deeper until it reaches the top/CNN and news media feeding you a bunch of flop keeping all of you stupid while they collecting the cash crops/if you wait for them to tell you instead of finding out, you’re going to feel stupid like waiting at an abandoned bus stop/I don’t need props, I’m exposing liars with the shit I drop/and watch out because these are the same mother fuckers taking over Hip Hop/

This ain’t a game like ATARI
The oceans are all gettin’ TARRY
And Tony Hayward is sayin’ "I’m SORRY!"
So I’m about to make a mess like BRITISH PETROLIUM
Hayward steps down, does that DIMINSH CONTROL OF ’EM
People pass the blame around like every WHICH WAY
Who’s to blame? I guess it really depends on WHICH DAY
Obama’s to blame, BP’s to blame, there’ so MANY TO NAME
Does it do any fucking good ANYWAY?
But the truth is America’s my TERRITORY
So the fact someone can fuck up this MUCH is SUCH a SCARY STORY
The OCEANS are DYIN’, fish FLOATIN’ I’m CRYIN’
So much EMOTIONS are FLOWIN’, and I’m just HOPIN’ we’re FINDIN’
A SOLUTION to such a POLLUTION CATASTROPHE
This is a DISASTER of BASTARDLY, PROPORTIONS if YOU’RE ASKIN’ ME
I’m not DISTORIN’ TRUTH, don’t need to, this is ACCORDIN’ TO NEWS
So you can turn a blind eye and IGNORE the PROBLEMS
But that doesn’t really mean that we don’t GOT ’EM


========== Explanations ==========

Self-explanatory

Tony Hayward givin apology speeches,
Like dude’s some kinda politician.
If Tony wanna stack himself up like that,
prepare for consequence-
Like "come up missin"

You leave a nation less trusting then we were the day before.
You took attention off the real shit.
Economy.
Fucking war.

You left a gummed-up tarry scene
In a place that used to be beautiful,
sunsets,
starry scenes.

Where once before blue-collared strugglers made a mark,
where the seas all clear and blue.
Now the seas brown foam, cluttered and dark,
And we want fucking "sorries" from YOU?

Clean up my shores bitch,
I just can’t hear your pathetic,
little lies and and a mask (a disguise)
What you think we gonna just forget it?

I’ll take all the hate, This flag aims at you,
pack it in your rich kids’ lunch.
So lemme start short, with a brief little list,
Of exactly what my people want:

We want the money back, that we’ve lost in sales.
Cause convincin folks meat ain’t oily
aint a sale,
but more like hell.

Put a meal on the plates of these kids,
whose fathers have all lost time.
Matter of fact, make them food payments retroactive--
we’ll all take, Steak, Lobster and wine.

We’ll take a manicured beach,
And a couple club sodas.
We want more shit and more shit, just like we’ve told ya.

We want retropay,
WE want our moneyback,
WE want our waters clean and that smirk off your face,
Shit ain’t funny, Jack.

When the fuckin bell toles for you-TONY HAYWARD.
The bell won’t ring sounds of "BP CHief"
But FAggot
and fucking Coward.