Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BirdFlu, artist - M.I.A.. Album song Kala, in the genre Date of issue: 19.08.2007
Record label: XL
Song language: English
BirdFlu |
| 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 |
| Then I go on my own, making bombs with rubber bands |
| I have my heart 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 |
| 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 |
| Now I put away paper for later so I’m stable |
| A better something better come, gotta get cable |
| Ghetto pops, food drops, stored up in my stable |
| Pop 'em up, pop 'em down, eat 'em off the 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 badlands |
| 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 |