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
Sleng Teng That's the M.I.A. thang I've got the bombs to make you blow I got the beats to make you bang [X2]
Yeah, we got God and we got you Every day thinking about how we get through Everything I own is on I.O.U. But I'm here bringing you Something 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
Sleng Teng That's the M.I.A. tang I've got the bombs to make you blow I got the beats to make you 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 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 never 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
Sleng Teng That's the M.I.A. thang I've got the bombs to make you blow I got the beats to make you bang bang bang
Sleng Teng That's the M.I.A. thang I've got the bombs to make you blow I got the beats to make you
Sleng Teng That's the M.I.A. thang I've got the bombs to make you blow I got the beats to make you bang bang bang
Sleng Teng That's the M.I.A. thang I've got the bombs to make you blow I got the beats to make you bang