MURDER SOUND VIP lyrics
by M.I.A.
[Intro: M.I.A.]
Many people who know, might be doubters, and not know it's true
From the bedroom to the hallway
To the hallway to the alleyway
To the alleyway to the freeway
To the freeway to the highway
But here's something from me
It's music
It's music
It's music
[Verse 1: M.I.A.]
I keep dealing with the stupid haters
I spent them numbin'-numbin' me some stupid verses
You put'n 'em in the hearses
I chop up all the beats—yeah, y-yeah, beats—with my mouth like some roses, roses
Yeah they bang-bang
I keep dealing with the stupid haters
I spent them numbin'-numbin' me some stupid verses
You put'n 'em in the hearses
I chop up all the beats—yeah, y-yeah, beats—with my mouth like some roses
Ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro—
[Hook: M.I.A.]
Yeah they, breakin'!
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah they-yeah they—
Yeah they, breakin'!
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah they-yeah they—
[Bridge: M.I.A.]
Yeah, the future backwards spells "Er U Tuf?"
Yeah, the future backwards spells "Er U Tuf?"
That's why we do this, we do that
That's why we do this
It's the music
[Verse 2: M.I.A.]
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats-beats
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up-beats-be-be-be-be-b-b-b-b-b-b-
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats-beats
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up-b-b-b-b-be-be-be—
[Bridge 2: M.I.A.]
I'm not saying be free
I'm saying you should be free-er
I'm not saying it should be free-er
I'm saying music should be free
[Verse 1: M.I.A.]
I keep dealing with the stupid haters
I spent them numbin'-numbin' me some stupid verses
You put'n 'em in the hearses
I chop up all the beats—yeah, y-yeah, beats—with my mouth like some roses, roses
Yeah they bang-bang
I keep dealing with the stupid haters
I spent them numbin'-numbin' me some stupid verses
You put'n 'em in the hearses
I chop up all the beats—yeah, y-yeah, beats—with my mouth like some roses
Ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro—
[Hook: M.I.A.]
Yeah they, breakin'!
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah they-yeah they—
Yeah they, breakin'!
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
That's-that's why we like that
Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-yeah they-yeah they—
[Bridge: M.I.A.]
Yeah, the future backwards spells "Er U Tuf?"
Yeah, the future backwards spells "Er U Tuf?"
That's why we do this, we do that
That's why we do this
It's the music
[Verse 2: M.I.A.]
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats-beats
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up-beats-be-be-be-be-b-b-b-b-b-b-
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats-beats
—op up all the beats
—op up all—op up all the beats
With my m—
—op up all the beats
—op up-b-b-b-b-be-be-be—
[Outro: M.I.A.]
I find, if it's not the world, then it's the people
And if it's not the people, then it's you
And if it's not you, then maybe it's me
But, if it's not me, then it's the music