20 Dollar
M.I.A. Lyrics
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Talkin' about y'alls such a bore
I'd rather talk about moi
Like, do you know the cost of AK's up in Africa?
Twenty dollars ain't shit to you
But that's how much they are
So they're gonna use this shit just to get by
Is gold, diamonds helpin' ya?
Don't you like my bandana?
My stains hang low
On my shirts like a-ya-ya
Monkey brains and banana
I'll hit you with my antenna
Put soap in my eye
Make it red so I look ra-ra-ra
So I woke up with my holy Qur'an and found out I like Allah-lah
So we shootin' 'til the song is up
Little boys are actin' up
Baby mamas are goin crazy
And the leaders all around crackin' up
We goat rich, we fry
Price of livin' in a shanty town just seems very high
But we still like T.I.
But we still look fly
Dancin' as we shootin' up
And lootin' just to get by
(Ha) with your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse when there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind? (mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind)
Where is my mind? (mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind)
(Ha) war, war, war
Who made me like this?
Was it me and God in co-production?
My devil's on speed dial
Every time I take the wrong direction
All I want is one thing and that is what you got
Sometimes I go lose my mind, then I feel numb
There's twenty-four hours in a day
I used to split it eight, eight, eight
Eight work, eight sleep, eight for play
Now I give it all it takes
Now people on the Internet
A new life for the intellect
People judge me so hard
'Cause I don't floss my titty set (ha)
I was born out of dirt like I'm porn in a skirt
I was a little girl who made good with all that I blurt
I put people on the map that never seen a map
I show 'em something they ain't ever seen
And hope they make it back
With your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse when there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind? (mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind)
Where is my mind? (mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind)
Where is my mind? (mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind)
(Ha) with your feet on the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse when there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind?
M.I.A.'s "20 Dollar” is a song that comments on a range of issues, including consumerism, war, poverty, and the exploitation of African nations. The opening lines, “War, war, war/ Talkin' about y'alls such a bore/ I'd rather talk about moi,” set the tone for the song's themes of popular culture's obsession with conflict, as well as M.I.A.'s desire to speak about herself and what she considers pressing issues. The lyrics go on to reference the cost of AK’s in Africa, saying “Twenty dollars ain't shit to you/ But that's how much they are/ So they're gonna use this shit just to get by.” This line highlights the fact that things that seem insignificant to people in the West can be an essential lifeline for people in poverty-stricken countries.
Towards the end of the song, M.I.A. references her heritage and faith, saying, “So I woke up with my holy Qur'an and found out I like Allah-lah/ So we shootin' 'til the song is up.” These lines further emphasize the idea that the song is about M.I.A. and her experiences as a person of color who has grown up in poverty. She also links Islam to violence and suggests that Muslims are fighting back against oppression from government leaders.
In conclusion, M.I.A.'s "20 Dollar" is a commentary on globalization, poverty, and war. It uses shocking imagery and aggressive language to address issues ignored by mainstream media, such as the reality of life in shanty towns and the exploitation of African nations.
Line by Line Meaning
War, war, war
The constant talk of war is boring.
Talkin' about y'alls such a bore
I would rather talk about myself than listen to you talk about war.
I'd rather talk about moi
I prefer to talk about myself.
Like, do you know the cost of AK's up in Africa?
The cost of AK-47s in Africa is high.
Twenty dollars ain't shit to you
A twenty dollar bill may not seem important to some people.
But that's how much they are
However, this is the cost of an AK-47 in Africa.
So they're gonna use this shit just to get by
Still, people in Africa will use these weapons just to survive.
Is gold, diamonds helpin' ya?
Are gold and diamonds making a positive impact on your life?
Don't you like my bandana?
Do you appreciate the headwear that I am wearing?
My stains hang low
My clothes are stained and dirty.
On my shirts like a-ya-ya
The stains are so prevalent, they are almost a pattern on my shirt.
Monkey brains and banana
I am referencing stereotypical African foods.
I'll hit you with my antenna
I will use my literal antenna to attack you.
Put soap in my eye
I am willing to harm myself for the sake of a good appearance.
Make it red so I look ra-ra-ra
I want my eyes to be red so I can look aggressive.
So I woke up with my holy Qur'an and found out I like Allah-lah
I have recently found an appreciation for Islam.
So we shootin' 'til the song is up
We will continue shooting until the song finishes.
Little boys are actin' up
Boys are causing trouble.
Baby mamas are goin crazy
Mothers of young children are going insane.
And the leaders all around crackin' up
Political leaders are failing to keep order.
We goat rich, we fry
We are financially solvent, but we are likely to be killed or injured.
Price of livin' in a shanty town just seems very high
The cost of living in a low-income area is extremely expensive.
But we still like T.I.
We still appreciate the rapper T.I.
But we still look fly
We still look good.
Dancin' as we shootin' up
We are dancing as we shoot our weapons.
And lootin' just to get by
We are stealing just to survive.
With your feet on the air and your head on the ground
You are standing upside down.
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Spin around while upside down.
Your head'll collapse when there's nothing in it
Your mind will fail without proper stimulation.
And you'll ask yourself
You will question yourself.
Where is my mind?
I am wondering where my mind has gone.
(Ha) war, war, war
War is being referenced again.
Who made me like this?
Who is responsible for shaping me into the person that I am?
Was it me and God in co-production?
Is God and I responsible for who I am?
My devil's on speed dial
I am frequently in communication with the devil.
Every time I take the wrong direction
I often make bad choices.
All I want is one thing and that is what you got
I am envious of what someone else has.
Sometimes I go lose my mind, then I feel numb
I experience mental breakdowns that leave me feeling unresponsive.
There's twenty-four hours in a day
There are 24 hours in each day.
I used to split it eight, eight, eight
I would divide my time into three equal parts of work, sleep, and leisure.
Eight work, eight sleep, eight for play
I would spend eight hours working, eight hours sleeping, and eight hours having fun.
Now I give it all it takes
Now I give everything I have to succeed.
Now people on the Internet
Internet users are referenced here.
A new life for the intellect
The internet provides opportunities for intellectual growth and exploration.
People judge me so hard
People criticize me constantly.
'Cause I don't floss my titty set (ha)
I am being criticized for not flaunting my breasts.
I was born out of dirt like I'm porn in a skirt
I am referencing my low social class and my suggestive clothing.
I was a little girl who made good with all that I blurt
I am proud of myself for the success I have achieved despite my background.
I put people on the map that never seen a map
I have given exposure to people and places that were previously unknown to many people.
I show 'em something they ain't ever seen
I have introduced people to things they may have never experienced before.
And hope they make it back
I hope that those people can succeed on their own.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, RALEIGH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Mathangi Arulpragasam, David James Andrew Taylor, Charles Thompson, Gillian Lesley Gilbert, Peter Hook, Stephen Morris, Bernard Sumner
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