1. Mathangi “Maya” Ar… Read Full Bio ↴There are five known artists under this name:
1. Mathangi “Maya” Arulpragasam also known as M.I.A., (born 18 July 1975 in Hounslow, London, U.K.) is a British artist of Sri Lankan descent. As a baby she moved with her family to their native Sri Lanka, where her father became increasingly politically active in militant activities. As the Civil War escalated the rest of the family was forced to flee as refugees, first to India and then the UK. “M.I.A.” [“Missing In Action”] references both her London neighborhood (Acton) and her politically tumultuous youth.
Her style contains elements of hip-hop, reggae, alternative, dance hall, electro and baile funk and is strongly inspired by her Sri Lankan background.
2. American Punk/Hardcore band formed in Orange County, CA in 1981 by Chris Moon, drums; Mike Conley, bass; Nick Adams, guitar (all previously of Las Vegas, NV punk band The Swell); and Art Carasco, vocals. Their sound was generally hardcore and thrasher, though they produced more melodic and progressive sounds in their later albums. Allmusic called the band "one of the 50 best So-Cal punk bands of the great early-'80s second wave explosion. In 1984 they signed a deal with the cult Alternative Tentacles label, after the label's founder, Dead Kennedys frontman Jello Biafra, saw them play at a secret illegal punk nightclub in Las Vegas. Biafra was impressed by Mike Conley's distinctive voice, saying "The minute you hear a song with him singing you know it's him." They released the album Murder in a Foreign Place on Alternative Tentacles in 1984, followed in 1985 by Notes From the Underground on National Trust Records, and in 1987 by After the Fact on Flipside Records. The band split up in 1988. In 2001, Alternative Tentacles released Lost Boys, a 37-song retrospective of the band's work, including Last Rites, Murder in a Foreign Place, and several additional tracks. On February 28, 2008 vocalist Mike Conley was found dead in a Chicago hotel parking lot. Conley was taken to Gottlieb Memorial Hospital in Melrose Park, where he was pronounced dead at 6:25 a.m. On April 27, 2008, there was a secret warm-up show at Detroit Bar featuring Todd Sampson of Self Abuse and Samson's Army on vocals, Jello Biafra of Dead Kennedys on guest vocals, Chris Moon and Larry Pearson on drums, Nick Adams on guitar, and Bob Thomson on bass. The next day, the "Beautiful Noise" benefit show took place at the Anaheim House of Blues with Jigsaw, Naked Soul, Cadillac Tramps, Social Distortion and MIA with the same lineup as the previous night, but adding Kevin Seconds of 7 Seconds on guest vocals. The proceeds of "Beautiful Noise" went to Mike Conley's family.
(3) Formed in the mid 70s, Independent Musicians Associated (MIA) was a group of musicians, technicians and drawers gathered together by Lito and Liliana Vitale’s parents. They produced their own records and concerts in an independent way. Their music is a complex symphonic rock with definite Argentinean/latin folk influence with multiple chorals and vocals beautifully contrasting with the keyboards and a great guitar sound upon a strong rhythmic section. They were highly influenced by symphonic music, more noteworthy by Emerson, Lake & Palmer, Gentle Giant and Focus.
4. Merriweathers is a member of Underground Resistance under the alias of The Unknown Soldier.
5. mia's page (Michaela Grobelny).
Paper Planes Remix ft Bun B & Rich Boy
M.I.A. Lyrics
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If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clicking my gun
Everyone's a winner we're making that fame
Bonafide hustler making my name
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game
Everyone's a winner now we're making that fame
Bonafide hustler making my name
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal poison through their system
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal poison through their system
No one on the corner has swag like us
Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going to hell, just pumping that gas
No one on the corner has swag like us
Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going to hell, just pumping that gas
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
The lyrics to M.I.A. Ft. Lil Wayne's song "Paper Planes Remix ft. Lil Wayne" are packed with meaning and controversy. At its core, the song is about the struggles of a person who has to work hard to make ends meet, and the frustration they feel towards those who have it all. The opening lines suggest that the person is willing to do whatever it takes to succeed, and they will fly like paper and get high like planes to do so. The chorus emphasizes this point, as the person declares that all they want to do is "take your money."
Throughout the song, there are references to violence and crime, such as "clicking my gun" and "running when we hit 'em." These lines can be interpreted as the person's way of dealing with their difficult situation, as they may see crime as their only way out. The lyrics also include a reference to "pirate skulls and bones," which could represent the idea of living outside of society's rules and expectations.
The last two lines of the song are particularly striking, as M.I.A. speaks directly to the listener by saying, "So, uh, no funny business." This line suggests that while she may be discussing tough topics like crime and poverty, she is not advocating for or condoning anything illegal. Overall, the lyrics to "Paper Planes Remix ft. Lil Wayne" paint a vivid picture of the struggles faced by many in today's world, and the lengths they will go to in order to survive.
Line by Line Meaning
I fly like paper, get high like planes
I float like a thin, light sheet of paper but feel as if I am soaring through the air like a plane
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If I'm stopped at the border, I have the proper documentation to enter the country legally
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
If you're here looking for paper planes, I can produce them quickly and easily
I get one down in a second if you wait
If you're willing to wait for just a moment, I can have a paper plane ready for you
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Sometimes I contemplate while riding on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clicking my gun
Every time the train stops, I am ready and prepared for whatever may come my way
Everyone's a winner we're making that fame
Everybody is succeeding and becoming famous here
Bonafide hustler making my name
I am a legitimate hard worker, building my reputation and making a name for myself
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
My sole objective is to trick you and take your money
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal poison through their system
We're a threatening, unpredictable group, utilizing various weapons to poison and take down our foes
No one on the corner has swag like us
There is no one else in this location with as much style and confidence as we possess
Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless
Contact me using my disposable, pre-paid phone
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
We are efficient and speedy in our deliveries, just like the UPS trucks
Already going to hell, just pumping that gas
We are already doomed, so we might as well go all out and do whatever we want
M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business
I represent the voice of developing nations and have a vast collection of music, so don't try to swindle me
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Sometimes I choose to kill, other times I choose to let them live
All I wanna do is
And
And take your money
My objective hasn't changed, all I want to do is deceive you and take your money
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: THOMAS WESLEY PENTZ, MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, NICHOLAS BOWEN HEADON, MICHAEL (MICK) JONES, JOHN MELLOR, PAUL GUSTAVE SIMONON
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@samwalkee6268
I fly like paper, get high like planes,
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name,
If you come around here, I make 'em all day,
I get one down in a second if you wait,
[x2]
Sometimes I think sitting on trains,
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game,
Everyone's a winner now we're making that fame,
Bonafide hustler making my name.
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
and a (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
[x2]
Pirates skulls and bones,
sticks and stones and weed and bombs.
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal Poison for the system
[x2]
No one on the corner has swagger like us
Hit me on my burner, prepaid wireless,
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going to hell just pumping that gas.
[x4] All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
and a (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
(Bun B)
Man I'm Rollin through the city, old school on them big boys,
12 inch woofers in the trunk making big noise,
Got the big toys(toys), dont make me have to blast,
Let a hundred rounds go, you do a hundred yard dash,
Back up in the hood where the rules dont shift,
And the gangstas talk trills, sip purp and burn piff
You can call 5-0 and 5-0 might come,
But by the time that they arrive all that dirt had been done.
Now one things for certain, and two things for sure,
Being poor is a disease, you gotta hustle up a cure,
Start with your head homie then use your hands,
If you try it in reverse, you dont even have a chance.
We worldwide worried with the hunger and the thirst, From the third world countries to the second and the first,
It sounds like a verse but its more like a plan,
Get your Robin Hood on, put some pressure on the man TELL IT!
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
Run up (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
M.I.A., third world democracy
Yeah, I've got more records than the KGB
So, uh, no funny business are you all ready
(Rich Boy)
I wake up in the mornin with my bitch in the bed,
She dont like the police and she sure hate the feds,
I love my girl cause she gives me what i want,
She rides in the trunk or either rides in the front, From the third world countries to the second and the first,
It sounds like a verse but its more like a plan,
Get your Robin Hood on, put some pressure on the man TELL IT!
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
Run up (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
M.I.A., third world democracy
Yeah, I've got more records than the KGB
So, uh, no funny business are you all ready
(Rich Boy)
I wake up in the mornin with my bitch in the bed,
She dont like the police and she sure hate the feds,
I love my girl cause she gives me what i want,
She rides in the trunk or either rides in the front, She looks like 22 but shes really 45,
Some reason she done made a whole lotta niggas cry,
So bad that she make em' wanna pull their money out,
Take it out they pockets and they put it in my box,
AHH! gotta hurt ya with that girl do ya,
Shes always wanna take take the moolah,
Gimmie them pesos the cash and the credit card,
Might be a brawd but the lil' bitch hit ya hard,
You the police and we is the robbers,
You need more than them helicopters to stop us,
Excuse me, let me introduce my lady,
Her name is beretta and shes mothafuckin crazy!
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
run up (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
@Brian-ih2cw
Played this in a club last night and only two people danced, legend has it they know good music
@amosbailey8508
HUSTLING FOR YEARS!
@lj4602
Ok the remixes could pass as good but not legendary. And the original was kinda that song your wanna be cool auntie would listen too because the kids were listening to it. All in my opinion.
@remberthisemail
Legend is they still dancing to this day
@lunartears6761
I’m not a rap fan and I still want to Dance to this. Or at least bob my head along to it. Hell, I just found what this song is and I remember hearing a few years ago and getting it stuck in my head. Again, I had no clue what this song was or who it was by.👍
@mkhanman12345
Legends never die
@TheTiltblazin
"One things for certain, two things for sure, being 'poors' a disease gotta' hustle up a cure!" One of the hardest verses which has been stuck in my head upon this day! 😎🔥🔥🔥
@jayceequepie9677
exact holy
@julxay
Nope
@tripppugh7836
Church 😊