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M.I.A.( MIA )
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BirdFlu
Lyricist:Maya Arulpragasam, Dave Taylor
Big on the underground, what's the point of knocking me down? Everyone knows I'm already good on the ground Most of us stay strong, shit don't really bound us Think I go on my own making bombs with rubber bands
I have my hard down so I need a man for romance Streets are making 'em hard so they selfish little roamers Jumpin' girl to girl make us meat like burgers When I get fat I'm gon' pop me out some leaders
Protocol to be a Rocawear model? It didn't really drop that way my legs hit the hurdle Protocol to be a rocker on a label? It didn't really drop that way, my beats were too evil
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Now, I put away paper for later so I'm stable A better something better come so I could get cable Ghetto pops, food drops I store them in my stable Cook 'em up, pop 'em down eat me it off ya table
Village got on the phone said the street is comin' to town They wanna check my papers, see what I carry around Credentials are boring, I burnt them at the burial ground Order me about, I'm an outlaw from the badland
Put away shots for later so I'm stable Live in trees, chew on feet, watch Lost on cable Bird flu gonna get you made it in my stable From the crap you drop on my crop when they pay you
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