M.I.A.: "Pull Up The People" Lyrics

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the poor, pull up the poor 

Slang tang 

That's the M.I.A. thang 

I've got the bombs to make you blow 

I got the beats to make it bang 

[X2]

Yeah,me got God and me got you 

Every day thinking bout how me get through 

Everything i own is on I.O.U. 

But i'm here to bringing you 

Someting new 

You no like the people,they no like you 

Then they go and set it off 

With a big Boom 

Every gun in a battle is a 

Son and daughter too 

So why you wanna talk about 

Who done who? 

Why you wanna talk about 

Slang tang 

That's the M.I.A. tang 

I've got the bombs to make you blow 

I got the beats to make it bang 

[X2]

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the people, pull up the poor 

Pull up the poor, pull up the poor 

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 

You can bring me the reaper 

Bring me the lawyer 

I'm a fighter, i'll take em on 

You treat me like a killer 

I ain't hate ya. 

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 M.I.A. thang 

I've got the bombs to make you blow 

I got the beats to make it bang bang bang 

Slang tang 

That's the M.I.A. thang 

I've got the bombs to make you blow 

I got the beats to make it 

Slang tang 

That's the M.I.A. thang 

I've got the bombs to make you blow 

I got the beats to make it bang bang bang 

Slang tang 

That's the M.I.A. thang 

I've got the bombs to make you blow 

I got the beats to make it bang