M.I.A.

Released: December 14, 2018

Songwriter: Justine Frischmann M.I.A.

[Intro]
Okay, reload
Energize like Al Pacino
Okay, reload
Like Scarface, Al Pacino

[Verse 1]
You got some nerve talking shit about me
When you ain't done fuck all
Yeah, yeah, do the time now
This time I'm coming out on my parole
Had your time with the Bentley, the gold
The yoga, Prada, bling-bling's gone
Nuttin' goin' on but the rent
Life-forsaken bread and bacon
I caught you [?]
I spit on the ground
Do you not know how to be on the ground?
[?] fuck that cause you got no backbone

[Chorus]
Okay reload, coming at you like Al Pacino
Is you down? Gonna get you for one more round
Okay reload, coming at you like Al Pacino
Is you down? Gonna get you for one more round

[Verse 2]
Much too young
Too heavy and fell in far too deep
Okay, cocaine now!
Ganja, Rizla, sensimilia
[?]
Dodgin' Feds on the bus, life ain't fair
Let me see what you've got on
Yeah, yeah, tracksuits, still got your hoodie on
'Member that girl that you called "loose"?
Yeah, last week I saw her working in Boots
I know, I know she ain't got nothing on me
She ain't got the goods

[Bridge]
Is you down for one more round?
It's okay, I feel good
Is you down for one more round?
Well that's okay, your shit's tired anyway

[Chorus]
Okay reload, coming at you like Al Pacino
Is you down? Gonna get you for one more round

[Verse 3]
You got your head switched
You gave into me, bureaucratic
Yeah, yeah I'm a heart break
But what happened to you, aren't you a thoroughbred?
I want Public Enemy back
Chuck D, Flava, and Professor Griff
Who gon' come save us?
Had to fight back the pop-stars bullshit

[Chorus]
Okay reload, coming at you like Al Pacino
Is you down? Gonna get you for one more round
Well that's okay, your shit's tired anyway
Is you down? Gonna get you for one more round

[Verse 4]
Catch yourself insane, then it get me
'Nuff of them men, try take liberties
I've got the back bone, don't need yours
'Nuff of them deals say, "Oh no, go!"
Meow, meow, pussycat turned tiger
If you don't know it goes, "Rawr, rawr!"
More bounce in the ounce than gunpowder
Make you play position, defender

One of the most musically-diverse and perplexing artists of the 2000s, Mathangi “Maya” Arulpragasam is arguably the decade’s best representation of Hip-Hop in its truest form and artistry in its broadest, most diverse format. Her lyrics are as political as Public Enemy, her sound is more eclectic than Stankonia-era Outkast, and she is as aesthetically-driven as Kanye West.

The road that M.I.A. was forced to travel to international stardom was not an easy one. Born on July 18th, 1975 in Hounslow, West London to Sri-Lankan Tamil immigrants, she moved to her parents' homeland when she was only six months old. However, it was the Sri Lankan Civil War which came to shape her childhood. During her formative years, she witnessed many her father was hunted as an enemy of the state, her schools were bombarded, and her impoverished family was constantly in hiding. In 1986, her family moved back to London to find stability and a sense of relative peace.

In England, she discovered her artistic talents and completed several years of secondary education in fine art – eventually gaining attention as a visual artist, painter, and musician. In the early-2000s, Maya began to seriously explore her musical talents and used the internet and underground radio as the means to build her reputation as a unique and talented firebrand. Amidst her no-nonsense politics, however, critics from around the world heard a talent in the making.

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