MIA - A.I.M. Lyrics
Borders
Freedom, 'I'dom, 'Me'dom
Where's your 'We'dom?
This world needs a brand new 'Re'dom
We'dom - the key
We'dom the key'dom to life!
Let's be 'dem
We'dom smart phones
Don't be dumb!
Borders (What's up with that?)
Politics (What's up with that?)
Police shots (What's up with that?)
Identities (What's up with that?)
Your privilege (What's up with that?)
Broke people (What's up with that?)
Boat people (What's up with that?)
The realness (What's up with that?)
The new world (What's up with that?)
Am gonna keep up on all that
Guns blow doors to the system
Yeah f*ck 'em when we say we're not with them
We're solid and we don't need to kick them
This is North, South, East and Western
[x2]
Queen (What's up with that?)
Killing it (What's up with that?)
Slaying it (What's up with that?)
Your goals (What's up with that?)
Being bae (What's up with that?)
Making money (What's up with that?)
Breaking internet (What's up with that?)
Love wins (What's up with that?)
Living it (What's up with that?)
Being real (What's up with that?)
Guns blow doors to the system
Yeah f*ck 'em when we say we're not with them
We're solid and we don't need to kick them
This is North, South, East and Western
[x2]
We representing peeps, they don't play us on the FM
We talkin' in our sleep, they still listen on a system
We sittin' on a stoop
Where we get a scoop
This is how we keep it cool
This is how we do
[x2]
Egos (What's up with that?)
Your values (What's up with that?)
Your beliefs (What's up with that?)
Your families (What's up with that?)
Histories (What's up with that?)
Your future (What's up with that?)
My boys (What's up with that?)
My girls (What's up with that?)
Freedom (What's up with that?)
Your power (What's up with that?)
Guns blow doors to the system
Yeah f*ck 'em when we say we're not with them
We're solid and we don't need to kick them
This is North, South, East and Western
[x2]
We representing peeps, they don't play us on the FM
We talkin' in our sleep, they still listen on a system
We sittin' on a stoop
Where we get a scoop
This is how we keep it cool
This is how we do
[x2]
Gonna keep up on all that
Gonna be doing it like that
Writer: LEVI LENNOX MALUNDAMA, AMISH DILIPKUMAR PATEL, MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Go Off
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
People love position
So I stay way up on a level
Like my name is Neymar and you know I'm not normal
There is no competition
I'm gonna talk and you gonna listen
I'm on ten like men, even better than them
Yeah I don't lose focus like a German called Sven
My third eye's open and my focus ain't joking
Yeah You got it wrong, cause my focus is so strong
Run-pama pama pa-pama pama pama
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
Go off on em
Go off on em
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
Yeah I'm pressing buttons
Dropping pins on positions
Cause my words go far
And this rain is so foreign
You blow the place I live in while
Watch I could keep it going
Go off on em
Go off on em
So check up on your messages
Know what the message is
Like aliens in villages
We're here for all ages
Fans back home
Got my tracks bang on
Yeah you got it wrong
Cause my focus is so strong
Run pama pama pa-pama pama pama
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
Go off on em
Go off on em
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
Go off on em
Go off on em
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
At least you tell your children I came from London
Start talking about me long time like she was random
When I was in your life fella, I was hella bomb
But I had to go off just to stay strong
Run pama pama pa-pama pama pama
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
Go off on em
Go off on em
No focus lost, I concentrate
And now you got it wrong
Go off on em
Go off on em
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGA, SONNY MOORE, CHARLES SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Bird Song (Blaqstarr Remix)
I'm a parrot
I'm robin this joint
Not a lyre bird, sure ain't a vulture
Don't swallow that 'cause I make the culture
I'm not a lyre bird
Staying rich like an ostrich
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Staying rich like an ostrich
Drop down get your eagle on
Like a falcon, fly phenomena
Humming higher than a drone
Doves cry, are you going home alone?
Squad flock, migrate for the summer
Duck out for some hot weather
Birds of prey and I'm shaking off my feather
I believe like R. Kelly, we can fly
But toucan fly together
Staying rich like an ostrich
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Staying rich like an ostrich
Now watch the sky
Is that a crow on a crane?
Is that you or a plane?
Where's your chicken at?
I'm watching like a hawk
I need more birds
Gully like a seagull
Gully like a seagull
I'm coo coo for you let's talk
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Staying rich like an ostrich
Writer: TAMIL SAMPLE ILAIYARAAJA, CHARLES SMITH, MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Jump In
Jump in, ju...
Jump in, jump in...
Zip up my jacket
Put my phone in my pocket
Keep my mind open
I'm tryna not to lock it
I make a plan
Put it in god's hand
And jump in to that van
Jump in, ju...
Wake up wake up
Your life on take up
Go thank that maker
Get your life on fleek and take off
You got to keep that shit fine
I gon' make you mine
When I see that border I gon' cross the line
When I see that dream I gon' make it mine
We go we go take off take off
Go hit the sea hit the sea like...
Noah's ark illegal
Jump in, ju...
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, CHARLES SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Freedun
Bass bass, bass bass
I'm a swagger man
Rolling in my swagger van
From the People's Republic Of Swaggerstan
Freek da da da dum
Free dum
Free da da da dum
Free du dum
Free da da da dum
Free du dum
I'm M.I.A., ay
I don't need any audition
I just got my own little mission
It grew bigger than a politician
Yeah, history is just a competition
Do you wanna sign my petition?
It's for the people with dedication
Some people f*ck it up, take vacations
Refugees learn about patience
Sometimes, I have many visions
I don't even need a religion
I'm a new frontier on horizons
Yeah, I sail this ship to the thousands
Even aliens see the presentation
Yeah, tune up the dial on the station
And think of me sort of like Tarzan
And I'm swinging this beat, salvation
All the stars are still shining
But you're the only one I see
I can feel when your heart beats, yeah
Babe, you can't keep your eyes off me
Free da da da dum
Free dum
Free da da da dum
Free du dum
Free da da da dum
Free dum
Download it on the DVD, download it on the phone
If you don't catch it, then baby I'm gone
Send me your money, and I'll send you my song
What you get is perfect, it took me life-long
Lara Croft is soft when it comes to my stuff
She's made up, I'm real, that's enough
Dinosaurs died out and I'm still strong
A little bit of fun, yeah, I don't see it wrong
For something so good, yeah, I've waited too long
I rate that button just to play you this song
Whose world is this, the world is mine, so bring it on
All the stars are still shining
But you're the only one I see
I can feel when your heart beats, yeah
Babe, you can't keep your eyes off me
Freek da da da dum
Free dum
Freek da da da dum
Free du dum
Freek da da da dum
Free dum
Freek da da da dum
Free du dum
Freek da da da dum
Free dum
Freek da da da dum
Free du dum
Freek da da da dum
Free dum
I've gotta sing my song tonight
And you gotta sing my song tonight
Tonight you're gonna sing my song
You gonna sing my song tonight
Ee-ah-ah-ah, ee-ah-ah
Ee-ah-ah-ah-ah, ee-ah-ah (It's M.I.A.)
Ee-ah-ah-ah, ee-ah-ah
Ee-ah-ah-ah-ah, ee-ah-ah
Aah, oh, I'm M.I.A., eh
Are you gonna sing my song?
Oh, oh, oh (bass bass)
Are you gonna sing my song
Writer: JAMAL F. JONES, KESIA DARNISE-CECILIA HOLLINS, MATHANGI ARULPRAGSAM
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Foreign Friend
[Dexta Daps:]
I'ma treat you like my best friend
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'ma treat you like my best friend
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah!
[M.I.A.:]
There ain't nothing to it
With the friend I keep it cool with
Love it, we been through it
Stick it like glue, now chew it
Bad girls, hands up
Ride or die how we feel it
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
If you can't then screw it
Gonna be your best friend
Gonna make that shit trend
I'm gonna be your foreign friend all the way to the end
[Dexta Daps:]
I'ma treat you like my best friend
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'ma need you like your best friend
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'ma treat you like my best friend
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'ma squeeze you like my best friend
(Go best friend, go best friend)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah!
[M.I.A.:]
You can be my best friend
You know too much to be a foe
You were there from before
In the days when I had no dough
Break bread, watch Breaking Bad
Always there when I break up bad
In bed, feeling so sad
You were always there as a comrade
I know you think like me
Life ain't easy for the people like we
Say life's a box of chocolates
We say who packed it, do you feel me?
What you do's none of my business
But I want you to make me a witness
Wanna witness the greatness
Cause we best friends through health and sickness
Gonna be your best friend
Gonna make that shit trend
I'm gonna be your foreign friend all the way to the end
[Dexta Daps:]
I'ma treat you like my best friend
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'ma treat you like your best friend
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Writer: LOUIS ANTHONY GRANDISON, MAYA ARULPRAGASAM, CRAIG ANDREW HARRISINGH, DAVID HARRISINGH
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Finally
What haters say about me don't worry me
I keep it moving forward to what's ahead of me
You gonna see I'm not gonna waste energy
Cause I'm free and I'm a freak
All the people I love I try to keep
We get deep
Keep it street
And we're never gonna stay asleep
Finally
What haters say about me don't worry me
I keep it moving forward to what's ahead of me
You gonna see I'm gonna be
And you're gonna remember me
I'm someone's shot of whiskey
Not everyone's tea
Cause I'm free and I'm a freak
All the people I love I try to keep
We get deep
Keep it street
And we're never gonna stay asleep
Finally
What haters say about me don't worry me
I keep it moving forward to what's ahead of me
You gonna see I'm gonna be
And you're gonna remember me
Underneath my trouble
I'm gonna find me the treble
And underneath my case
I'm gonna find me the bass
You get through
You get truth
And that's how it's gonna be
Cause I'm free I'm a freak
I can see what's real and fantasy
What you believe you gotta see
Life on the planet's university
Underneath my trouble
I'm gonna find me the treble
And underneath my case
I'm gonna find me the bass
You get through
You get truth
And that's how it's gonna be
Finally
I'm free and I'm a freak
All the people I love I try to keep
We get deep
Keep it street
And we're never gonna stay asleep
Finally what haters say about me don't worry me
I keep it moving forward to what's ahead of me
You gonna see I'm gonna be
And you're gonna remember me
There's nothing in this life that's guaranteed
That's why we get high on reality
Memories and families
Work and money and stay happy
Finally
Life on the planet's university
You get stronger in adversity
What you mean it's easy
Life's just a bitter sweet symphony
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
A.M.P. (All My People)
It's M I A yeah!
Hey!
Don't bring your gun there
Don't bother bother me
You can't take me
You want me, pay me
You can't 2Pac me
You can't Biggie me
I've got a pikini with a bikini in Bequia
They wanna stop me
Galliano sack me
I'll keep on coming back
Like your freaking acne
I am pro active
Brand new perspective
Back on a mac tip with matching red lipstick
Baby got back, I got front
You got a stack, I got a trunk
You got some junk, throw it in the bank
You think you get this but this ain't what you think
All my people say!
I'm not on seven, I'm on eleven
The difference is kinda like Devon and Yemen
When I go Oman I say "Yeah Man"
I open up a club and fill it strictly full of woman
My mama go to church she says "Amen"
She also says "Why are men teaming up with Demon?"
I love all men they all take me heaven
I can't keep myself in check like a mormon
Baby got back, I got front
You got a stack, I got a trunk
You got some junk, throw it in the bank
You think you get this but this ain't what you think
All my people say!
Can't be got, I'm a Cyber dog
I fight the bots, I free up a lot like
Like Chinese a chop chop
Put it in your hip hop pop
Encrypt and code it and I put it on your laptop
Bubble up poc poc
In my new bop bop
E'd up head up and I gon' beat a body up
This is immediate
We don't need no media
Feel it, reel it, pull it
We gon' light the city up
We gon' light the city up
We gon' light the city up
All my people say!
Writer: SONNY MOORE, MATHANGI MAYA ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ali R U OK?
Money money money
Work work work work
Hey, are you ok?
Tell em you're not ok
Tell em you're taking off work today
Are you ok?
Ali are you ok?
Tell em you're not gonna be working late
It's been ages
Since you spent a day just
Don't ignore your doctor's orders
Now come here
Show me how you're loving me
All work and no play
I think we need a holiday
All work and no play
Tell em it's your birthday
All your best days are given to your boss way
Tell em you're working on us today
Do you wanna be running after money
Or be home hanging with your honey
Now come here, show me how you're loving me
All work and no play
I think we need a holiday
All work and no play
Tell em it's your birthday
Ali I haven't even seen you since we left Calais
You've been so busy
It's driving me crazy
You know I gotta be grinding
Sorry if I'm flaking
All this money that I be taking
I'm just shaking what I'm making
I'm sending bread and bacon
Back home so they can
Fix what's broken
So baby don't be hating
If you need vacation
Please be patient
I'm thinking generation
Coz it's my obligation
All work and no play
I think we need a holiday
Writer: Charles Smith, Richard John Phillips, Mathangi Arulpragasam
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Visa
They call me a ruler, trend setter, makin' life feel better
Breaking order like a leader now follow
Poppin' a collar, yea hustle a dollar
You can't touch us like MC Hammer
Eat my mum's string hoppers, jump in the chopper
Yea, chop up a mango with salt and pepper
Holla, holla, holla, true scholar with the nona
And I'm here to shine the light on the matter
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
Baller, a baller, got a friend called Burma
And he looks at Obama when we burner
Turtleneck and bomber
It's a Bamboo Banga
And you know I'm comin' back with power
Yea '64 Impala, Hummer or Toyota
When I drive in I'm a winner
Whatever I'mma rap got fuel in the burner
Off the grid, staying off the radar
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
Yea, shoot at a shooter, yea shoot a computer
Pour yourself a shot of teqkilla
Time for a banger, throw up your middle finger
I'm a writer competition we gon' murder
I'm a fighter and a lover like winter and summer
I ain't really looking for no drama
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Fly Pirate
Flip all that
I don't' need the clicks on the chicks
That sell me the bullshit
Like this is where the cool's at
Hit things that brings me to link the
People on the brink cos that's where my heart's at
Kick all that habit it like a hobbit keeps me down to the ground
And just drop that...
Fly fly pirate...
Fly pirate coming to you direct
Drop pin on the map
Navigate like a pilot
See the sky
See the birds
See the sky
See the birds
Fly fly pirate...
Every step
Every blow
Every door
Every floor
Fly fly pirate...
See the sea
Do the boat
Do the jump
Jump rope
Fly fly pirate...
Every step
Every blow
Every door
Every floor
Fly fly pirate...
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, CHARLES SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Survivor
Survivor, survivor
It starts when you ready
It starts when you ready
It starts when I'm heading over
Getting blessings in the shower
Looking in the mirror (mood emoji fire)
Trying not to remember
My time in the fire
Cause ain't gonna tell ya
This war is never over
I ride through the sea like a pirate
Just to float in the water
Can't carry feelings
Like basket can't carry water
Ain't gonna tell ya
That I live strictly for the paper
Men are good, men are bad
And the war is never over
Survivor, survivor
Who said it was easy?
Survivor, survivor
They can never stop we
G.O.D
Gold and oil and dollars
Stars come and go
Just like every empire
I stay fly focus
I'm staying higher
Now power up your lighter
For you know you are a survivor
Survivor, survivor
Who said it was easy?
They can never stop we
Survivor, survivor
Who said it was easy?
Watch yourself heading over
Heading over
Watch yourself heading over
It starts when you ready
It starts when you ready
Survivor, survivor
Who said it was easy?
They can never stop we
Survivor, survivor...
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., BMG Rights Management
Bird Song (Diplo Remix)
I'm a parrot
I'm robin this joint
Not a lyre bird, sure ain't a vulture
Don't swallow that 'cause I make the culture
I'm not a lyre bird
Staying rich like an ostrich
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Staying rich like an ostrich
Drop down get your eagle on
Like a falcon, fly phenomena
Humming higher than a drone
Doves cry, are you going home alone?
Squad flock, migrate for the summer
Duck out for some hot weather
Birds of prey and I'm shaking off my feather
I believe like R. Kelly, we can fly
But toucan fly together
Staying rich like an ostrich
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Staying rich like an ostrich
Now watch the sky
Is that a crow on a crane?
Is that you or a plane?
Where's your chicken at?
I'm watching like a hawk
I need more birds
Gully like a seagull
Gully like a seagull
I'm coo coo for you let's talk
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Free up my love
Staying rich like an ostrich
Writer: TAMIL SAMPLE ILAIYARAAJA, CHARLES SMITH, MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The New International Sound Pt. 2
M.I.A. you can wiki me
I don't be no dummenee
Dumbing me is killing me
Like it can be that enemy
They come at me
They gonna meet my
People gonna cover me
The ones that govern me
Ain't the ones that can power me
It's the sun and moon
That's turning me
If I get high it's burning me
You can kill my privacy
But you can't kill that love in me
It's a game can't be tamed
Keep your fame and I'll keep my faith
(Oh yeah you can keep it)
Store my name, say my name
Know my name, and I'll keep my faith
(I'm gonna keep it)
Light it up, turn em on
That's when my powers gone
(gonna keep it)
I take em off, turn em off, and my powers on
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em...
It's a game can't be tamed
Keep your fame and I'll keep my faith
(Oh yeah you can keep it)
Store my name, say my name
Know my name, and I'll keep my faith
(I'm gonna keep it)
Light it up, turn em on
That's when my powers gone
(gonna keep it)
I take em off, turn em off, and my powers on
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em...
It's a game can't be tamed
Keep your fame and I'll keep my faith
Store my name, say my name
Know my name, and I'll keep my faith
Light it up, turn em on
That's when my powers gone
I take em off, turn em off, and my powers on
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em off
Pan 'em off, pan 'em, pan 'em...
Writer: BENOIT HEITZ, CEDRIC STEFFENS, MAYA ARULPRAGASAM
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Swords
You say you love the coco (Hey)
They say they love their boko (M.I.A.)
Some say f*ck all (Hey)
But I'm here to take all
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
I'm here to take you there because you act like you forgot
Highly explosive, ready and raw
Everything banging like we're in Bangalore
Sounds of swords cutting edge like woah
Toyota truck, pick us up, let's go!
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
I'm here to take you there because you act like you forgot
Loads of guys can't handle this ride
When would they know we're best by their side
They keep us down and we take it in stride
Throw up your head if you've still got light
What we know because we just can't hide
[?] would know, cut the money we find
Yeah it's time, we better get behind
Pass the stars and you can't hit rewind
We them girls, say holla holla holla
We hold the world, say holla holla holla
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
Hands up
If you hear a knock on the door
I'm here to take you there because you act like you forgot
Writer: JERRY LEEMBRUGGEN, KAUSHAL SAHIL, MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, RUBEN FERNHOUT, SINGH HIRDESH, TEVIN IRVIN PLAATE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Talk
Big event million spent
What you stand for that's relevant
Tweet tweet read read
Watch again
Me me me is what you vent
Nothing really changed since you been top ten
All in the streets are hungry, man
You don't give us what we need then
We gonna get hot and hit the bend
This you send
Click again
Kick me down and I'm back again
Gonna fight pen with my pen
I fire that round till you stop the trend
I talk and talk until I piss em off
I talk talk talk talk
[Verse 2]
This system has to come
With way better shit than racism
Hatism or Hate Islam
Better check up on the baptism
If you don't give a f*ck that's skepticism
If you do give a shit that's whack to some
If you got a brain let's practice em
Is it tic for tac
Getting back at em
Here we come here we come
Dance on the street like I hit a drum
Here we come here we come
Dance on the street like I hit a drum
I talk and talk until I piss em off
I talk talk talk talk
Year to year I say yeah yeah
In warrior mode there nothing to fear
Ebola scare or a bomb scare
It's the same shit just hit and share
I talk and talk until I piss em off
I talk talk talk talk
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, RUBEN FERNHOUT, JERRY LEEMBRUGGEN, TEVIN IRVIN PLAATE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Platforms
Neon lights on the dust on the ground on the bus
Dirty roads makes that scarf wrap a must
Rolling by scrolling for the future on the app
Data mine my mind it's a diamond in the ruff
A platform here's a train of thought
Getting to the right side of me is why I fought
I'm gonna say what else have I got
Maybe there's glory in all the things I'm not
Guns keep it fun? Keeping men keeping on the run
Guns keep it fun? Keeping men keeping on the run
Guns keep it fun? Keeping men keeping on the run
If oil is the god then the cranes all pray
The crude is so rude coz it makes the people pay
On the side of the road men make money
A flower for a dollar man
He wants a family
If I rose to power it'll be a bouquet
Emoji a smiley and say you're ok
The tech dudes are the only ones having a good day
And talking is cheap coz they make it easy
A platform here's a train of thought
Getting to the right side of me is why I fought
I'm gonna say what else have I got
Maybe there's glory in all the things I'm not
Guns keep it fun? Keeping men keeping on the run
Those who love heat yeah here comes the sun
Power to the people yeah the light is never done
Switch on for the bitches yeah electricity bun
A platform here's a train of thought
Getting to the right side of me is why I fought
I'm gonna say what else have I got
Maybe there's glory in all the things I'm not
Writer: MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, RUBEN FERNHOUT, JERRY LEEMBRUGGEN, TEVIN IRVIN PLAATE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management