I'm Singer (Haters) Lyrics

So you wanna hear about my politics
Yea, i can show you things that can make you sick,
There’s a satellite above me that’s taking pics
And the army from the west have started sending mix
And im sat in America doing tricks
So the army’s looking at me like im a [bad word] And im thinking about the babies lying in the ditch
Thinkin’ if they had a kite phone you’ll see this [bad word] And what you see on myspace, just a little bit,
And the story is always [bad word] by the time it hits,
Why the [bad word] would journalist be thick as [bad word] 
 [bad word] 
I’m a singer
Never said anything else
I didn’t lie to you
Thinkin’ of somebody else

[Verse Two - M.I.A.]
Yeah, ego and hate is your burning brick,
You live in the mansions stealing from the sick,
Did my tsunami money go to your chicks
For her Bentley is she riding your dirty [bad word] Your son can go to Harvard to learn the tricks,
Like economics eats the poor like a Twix
In the third world stick would sniff you out like  [bad word] 
You write your own reviews to get away with it
You can talk [bad word] to me im used to it
You make me hard with the wounds that i had to lick
You can pick on me and i can see it out a click
Your a racist i wouldn’t [bad word] you one bit
 [bad word] 
I’m a singer
Never said anything else
I didn’t lie to you
Thinkin’ of somebody else