Pull Up The People - M.I.A.

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