Текст песни:

War war war

Talking bout you all is such a bore

I′d rather talk about moi



Do you know that cost of a.ks

Up in Africa

20 dollars ain′t shit to you

But that′s how much they are

So they gonna use the shit just to get far



Is girls, diamonds

Helping you?

Don′t you like my bandanna?

My stains hang low

On my shirts like ay yai ay

Monkey brains and banana

I′ll hit you with my antana

I put soap in my eye

Make it red so I look raa



Ra ra

So I woke up with my holy quran and found out I like Cadillac

So we shooting till the song is up

Little boys are acting up

Baby mothers are going crazy

And the leaders all round cracking up

We goat rich we fry

Price of living in a shanty town just seem very high

We still like T.I.

We still look fly

Dancing as we shooting up

And lootin just to get by.



With your feet in the air and your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it, yeah

Your head′ll collapse when there′s nothing in it

And you′ll ask yourself

"Where is my mind?"



War war war

Who made me like this

Was it me and god in co-production

My devil′s on speed dial

Everytime I take the wrong direction



All I want is one thing and that is what you got

Sometimes I go lose my mind then I feel numb



There′s 24 hours in a day

I used to spilt it 8, 8, 8

8 work

8 sleep

8 for play

Now I give it all it takes



People on the Internet

A new life for the intellect

People judge me so hard

′cause I don′t floss my titty set

I was born out of dirt like I′m porn in a skirt

I was a little girl who made good with all that I blurt

I put people on the map that never seen a map

I show ′em something they ain′t never seen

And hope they make it back!!!!



With your feet in the air and your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it, yeah

Your head′ll collapse when there′s nothing in it

And you′ll ask yourself

"Where is my mind?"

[2x]

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

Achtung – Ehrlich – Achtung – Achtung – Ehrlich

Wenn Du morgens auf die Straße rennst,

Eigentlich noch total verpennt,

Auf dem Weg kuckst Du Dir Leute an,

Doch die schaun′ weg,

Das kotzt Dich richtig an.

Zwischen Dir und mir geht′s hin und her,

Dich zu hassen fällt mir gar nicht schwer,

Du sagst Du kommst doch Du sagst nicht wann,

Wer hat gesagt das ich drauf warten kann?

Keine Zeit zu verlieren,

Ich werd nicht länger warten,

Keine Zeit zu verlieren,

Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Vielleicht wirst Du kapiern′,

Alles wird wie neu sein.

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Alles wird wie neu sein,

Alles wird wie neu sein,

Achtung – Ehrlich – Achtung – Achtung – Ehrlich

Und drum Berlin außer Rand und Band,

Wollt ihr uns sehen,

Wir spieln′ euch an die Wand,

Ideal ist wenn es funktioniert,

Mach was ich will, ob euch das schockiert.

Ich bin drauf und dran am Mikrofon,

Du wirst nicht kommen denn Du kennst das schon,

Du sagst Du liebst mich doch ich frag mich wann,

Wer hat gesagt dass ich drauf warten kann?

Keine Zeit zu verlieren,

Ich werd nicht länger warten,

Keine Zeit zu verlieren,

Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey-Hey

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Vielleicht wirst Du kapiern′,

Alles wird wie neu sein.

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Alles wird wie neu sein.

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Vielleicht wirst Du kapiern′,

Alles wird wie neu sein.

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Alles wird wie neu sein.

Zwischen Dir und mir geht′s hin und her,

zwischen Dir und mir geht′s hin und her,

zwischen Dir und mir geht′s hin und her,

AUS!

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Ich werd’ dann abkassiern′,

Alles wird wie neu sein.

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Alles wird wie neu sein.

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

Dein Glied wird eregiern′,

Dann wird es vorbei sein.

Du weißt es wird passiern′,

Die Bombe explodiert,

La-La-La-La-La-La

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

Road runner, road runner

Going hundred mile per hour

With your radio on

With your radio on



Road runner, road runner

Going hundred mile per hour

With your radio on

With your radio on



Somalia, Angola, Ghana, Ghana, Ghana (hey!)

India, Sri Lanka, Burma, bamboo banga (hey!)

This the bamboo banga

I said bamboo banga

This the bamboo banga

I said bamboo banga

And we′re hitting our records like a tennis player

And the drummers do the shit like the macarena

This the jungle banga

Or the cold jammer

I said jungle banga

I said cold jammer

I said jungle banga

I said cold jammer



I′m bored of eating banana

I want guanabana

I wanna warm my buns this summer summer summer summer

Now I′m sittin′ down chilling on some gun powder

Strike / match / light / fire

Who′s that girl called Maya?

M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

I said M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)



I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga



I′m knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer

Yeah, I′m knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer

Yeah, I′m knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer

Yeah, I′m knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer

You′ll be hungry like the wolves hunting dinner dinner

And we′re moving with the packs like hyena ena

Barbarella look like she′s my dead ringer

When I′m dogging on the bonnet of your red Honda



I′m a road runner

I′m a world runner

I′m a road runner

I′m a world runner



I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga



M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)



I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

I′m big timer, it′s the bamboo banga

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

Big branch



Big bad wolf

Came over to my ranch

Took all my land

Left me with a branch

That′s how I felt about the

Loving that I had

That I know about the girls he had



Bring her to my door now

Bring me that ho

Put her on the table

And put her in my claw

I′ll put her down in my jaw

To my belly, to my toe

I′ll shit on that ho

And drop her to the floor



Big branch



Men are like pearls

They look good with my curls

I string em to get the best necklace in the world

In the states of the world

All women wanna lay

But it′s man′s world so keep him at bay

You can fuck a man, mack a man

Tell ′em that you′re gay

Tell him real love ain′t on BET

Sex is so cheap, I get it at KFC

When its meaningless why they do R&B



Bring her to my door now

Bring me that ho

Put her on the table

And put her in my claw

I′ll put her down in my jaw

To my belly, to my toe

I′ll shit on that ho

And drop her to the floor



Big branch



I ate my chips and I washed my plate

Thought about women that take that bait

Men with stamina or money on the plate

Can get a woman thinking her period is late

Thanks to Jesus, I got my own estate

If I let you in, will you run off with my maid?

All men are just so fickle these days

To find a really good one

I keep on getting laid



Bring her to my door now

Bring me that ho

Put her on the table

And put her in my claw

I′ll put her down in my jaw

To my belly, to my toe

I′ll shit on that ho

And drop her to the floor

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

Can you keep a secret

From them other people

If I tell you ′bout wha-gwan?

And would you let me know

If I forget the secret

Took my eye off of the Ball?



Cause Bingo, now I′m hitting the 6



I know what′s going on

I know how you going on

I got the ra ra

Go ahead and throw the ball

I don′t be running at all

I got my own goal

I stand in one place

And make sure I just hit the ball



Can you keep a secret

From them other people

If I tell you ′bout wha-gwan?

And would you let me know

If I forget the secret

Took my eye off of the Ball?



Cause Bingo, now I′m hitting the 6



You drink too much Rum

You make me wanna run

I make no assumption

Ass will get the hump on

Wha′s the point of talkin′ gun?

I′m donel Blitz and bombed

That what I don′t run

For the sake of havin′ fun



Can you keep a secret

From them other people

If I tell you ′bout wha-gwan?

And would you let me know

If I forget the secret

Took my eye off of the Ball?



Cause Bingo, now I′m hitting the 6



Do you know what is on?

Do you know what is on?

Do you know how this beat is made in fucking London, Doc?



Can you keep a secret

From them other people

If I tell you ′bout wha-gwan?

And would you let me know

If I forget the secret

Took my eye off of the Ball?



Cause Bingo, now I′m hitting the 6

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

BIG on the underground

What′s the point of knocking me down?

Everybody knows

I′m already good on the ground



Most of us stay strong

Shit don′t really bound us

Then 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′ll pop me out some leaders



A protocol to be a Rocawear model?

It didn′t really drop that way

My legs hit the hurdle



A protocol to be a rocker on a label?

It didn′t really drop that way

Our beats were too evil



But 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

I cook em up , pop em down

Eat me it off ya a table



The 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

Don′t 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.

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

ThaNANNANANANANANANNANANANNNANA [4x]

BOYS THERE HOW MANY BOYZ THERE?

How many?



How many tequilas in the place

How many beers are in the case?



Boys there?

How many?

Boys there?

How many?



How many dutty wine swing it away

How many shots without the case?



Boys there?

How many?

Boys there?

How many?



How many mash up and in a haze

How many wacky dip fall the head



Boys there?

How many?

Boys there?

How many?



How many no money boys are crazy [2x]

How many boyz are raw

How many no money boyz are rowdy

How many start a war



Hey now

Let me go, hey now

Can we go ridin up a dirty track up in Laventille

Will you, show me before I make it back somewhere I can chill?



Hey now

Let me go, hey now

Can we go riding up a motor bike up to sugar hill

Cooking chicken on the wall with the system up on full



What we do now [4x]

Duppa bounce

Dem der duppa bounce



Oooo gosh its the new warlord



ThaNANNANANANANANANNANANANNNANA [2x]

BOYS THERE HOW MANY BOYZ THERE?

How many?



How many no money boys are crazy [2x]

How many boyz are raw

How many no money boyz are rowdy

How many start a war



Oooo gosh its the new warlord

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

London

Quiet down I need to make a sound

New York

Quiet down I need to make a sound

Kingston

Quiet down I need to make a sound

Brazil

Quiet down I need to make sound



They′re coming through the window

They′re coming through the door

They′re busting down the big wall

And Sounding the horn



What you Want

Bucky Done Gun

What you want

The Fire Done Burn

What you want

Bucky Done Gun

Get Crackin′ Get Get Crackin′



Time to spit new shit

I′m rocking on this new bit

I′m hot now you′ll see

I′ll fight you just to get peace



Heavy Weight Wrestler

Fight me in your comforter

Let you be superior

I′m flithy with the fury ya



London

Quiet down I need to make a sound

New York

Quiet down I need to make a sound

Kingston

Quiet down I need to make a sound

Brazil

Quiet I need to make sound



I′ll hard drive your bit

I′m battered by your sumo grip

Lucky I like feeling shit

My Stamina can take it

Gymnastics Super Fit

Muscle in the gun clip

Bite, Teeth Nose Bleed

Tied up in a scarf piece



What you Want

Bucky Done Gun

What you want

The Fire Done Burn

What you want

Bucky Done Gun

Get Crackin′ Get Get Crackin′



Can I get control

Do you like me vulnerable

I′m armed and I′m equal

More fun for the people

Physical, Brute force

Steel, lion you′re the boss

Yeah, you′re so do-able

Grind me down sugar slow



What you Want

Bucky Done Gun

What you want

The Fire Done Burn

What you want

Bucky Done Gun

Get Crackin′ Get Get Crackin′

@ M.I.A.

Текст песни:

See the factory over there

Where people go to day by day

With their so important experts

Hide behind their desk in gray

Smile keep on working

Emotionless means clean

Keep on jerking

Jerking (3x)

Who is elected to be the new redeamer

Who can we trust in

People lost their attitude

Smile keep on working

Emotionless means clean

Keep on jerking

Jerking (3x)

Nononononononnonon

Baby i see i see

Baby i know i know

That i can fall

Yes i can fall

Baby i see i see

I know i know

It′s just to hard

You pushed me in the dark

In the dark

I see

I know

I see

I know

...

@ M.I.A.