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M.I.A.( MIA )
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Haters
Yea some of you want to hear about my politics Yea I can show you things that can make you sick There's a satellite above me that's taking pics And an army from the west have started sending migs And I sat in America doing tricks So the army's looking on me like I'm a bitch And I'm thinking about the babies lying in the ditch Thinking if they had a kite phone you'd see this shit And what you see on Myspace just delete it there And the stories always fucked by the time it hits Why the hell would journalists be thick as shit?
I am a singer, never said anything else I did not lie to you, thinking 'bout somebody else Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it.
(I am a...) Yea ego and hate is your burning brick You live in your mansions, stealing from the sick Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Did my tsunami money go to your chicks? For her Bentley, is she riding your dirty dick? Your son can go to Harvard to learn the tricks Like economics eats the poor like a Twix In your third world?, would sniff you out like vicks You write your own reviews to get away with it You can talk shit to me, I'm used to it You make me hard with the wounds that I have to lick You can pick on me and I can say it at a click You're a racist, I wouldn't trust you one bit
I am a singer, never said anything else I did not lie to you, thinking 'bout somebody else
Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it.
Hate time, hate time for it. Hate time, hate time for it.
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