M.I.A.: Bird flu - Tekst piosenki

BIG on the undergroundwhats the point of knocking me down?everybody knows Im already good on the groundmost of us stay strongshit dont really bound usthen I go on my ownmaking bombs with rubber bandsI have my hard downso I need a man for romancestreets are making em hardso they selfish little roamersjumpin girl to girlmake us meat like burgerswhen I get fatIll pop me out some leadersA protocol to be a Rocawear model?it didnt really drop that waymy legs hit the hurdleA protocol to be a rocker on a label?it didnt really drop that wayour beats were too evilbut I put away paper for later so Im stablea better something better comeso I could get cableghetto pops, food dropsI store them in my stableI cook em up , pop em downeat me it off ya a tableThe village got on the phonesaid the street is comin to townthey wanna check my paperssee what I carry aroundcredentials are boringI burnt them at the burial grounddont order me aboutIm an outlaw from the badlandput away shots for laterso Im stablelive in trees chew on feetwatch lost on cablebird flu gonna get youmade it in my stablefrom the crap you dropon my crop when they pay you.