M.I.A. Pull Up The People текст песни, слова песни Pull Up The People M.I.A.
M.I.A. - Pull Up The People
Pull up the poor [x6]
Slang tang
That's the that m.I.a. thang
I got the bombs to make you blow
I got the beats to make you bang [x2]
Yeah me got god, and me got you
Everyday thinkin bout how me get through
Everything I own is on I.o.u.
But I'm here bringing y'all something new
You no like the people
They no like you
Then they go set it off with a big boom
Every gun in a battle is a son and daughter too
Why you wanna talk about who done who?
What you wanna talk about?
Slang tang
That's the that m.I.a. thang
I got the bombs to make you blow
I got the beats to make you bang [x2]
Pull up the people, pull up the poor [x6]
I'm a fighter, fighter god
I'm a soldier on that road
I'm a fighter, a nice nice fighter
I'm a soldier on that road
Bring me the reaper
Bring me a lawyer
I'll fight I'll take em on
You treat me like a killer
I ain't never hate ya
I'm a soldier on that road
I'm a fighter, fighter god
I'm a soldier on that road
I'm a fighter, a nice nice fighter
I'm a soldier on that road
Slang tang
That's the that m.I.a. thang
I got the bombs to make you blow
I got the beats to make you bang [x4]
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