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London
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
New York
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
Kingston
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
Brazil
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
They're coming through the window
They're coming through the door
They're busting down the big wall
And sounding the horn
And sounding the horn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
What you want?
The fire done burn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
Get crackin'
Get, get crackin'
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
What you want?
The fire done burn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
Get crackin'
Get, get crackin'
Time to spit new sh*t
I'm rocking on this new bit
I'm hot now; you'll see
I'll fight you just to get peace
Heavy weight wrestler
Fight me in your comforter
Let you be superior
I'm filthy with the fury ya
London
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
New York
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
Kingston
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
Brazil
Quiet, I need to make a sound
I'll hard-drive your bit
I'm battered by your sumo grip
Lucky I like feeling sh*t
My stamina can take it
Gymnastics super fit
Muscle in the gun clip
Bite, teeth, nose bleed
Tied up in a scarf piece
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
What you want?
The fire done burn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
Get crackin'
Get, get crackin'
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
What you want?
The fire done burn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
Get crackin'
Get, get crackin'
Can I get control?
Do you like me vulnerable?
I'm armed, and I'm equal
More fun for the people
Physical, brute force
Steel lion, you're the boss
Yeah, you're so do-able
Grind me down, sugar, slow
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
What you want?
The fire done burn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
Get crackin'
Get, get crackin'
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
What you want?
The fire done burn
What you want?
Bucky Done Gun
Get crackin'
Get, get crackin'
The lyrics of "Bucky Done Gun" by M.I.A.\Diplo reflect the artist's international presence and diverse influences, with references to various locations such as London, New York, Kingston, and Brazil. The repetition of "quiet down, I need to make a sound" suggests that the artist is demanding attention and wants to be heard. The first stanza also depicts a sense of urgency and a feeling of invasion, as if the artist is being watched or hunted, with lines such as "they're coming through the window" and "they're busting down the big wall."
The chorus of the song, which repeats the phrase "what you want? Bucky Done Gun," can be interpreted in different ways. "Bucky" is a slang term for a gun, and the repeated question may refer to the artist's demand for power and recognition within the music industry. The lines "the fire done burn" and "get crackin'" emphasize this desire to succeed and make an impact.
The remaining stanzas contain lyrics that are more personal and introspective, with references to the artist's physical and emotional strength, as well as her vulnerability. The lines "I'm hot now; you'll see / I'll fight you just to get peace" suggest that the artist has had to struggle to achieve success, and is not afraid to confront her critics. The song ends with the lines "grind me down, sugar, slow," which could be interpreted as both a sexual innuendo and a demand for a slower, more careful approach to the artist's career and artistic vision.
London
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
New York
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
Kingston
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
Brazil
Quiet down, I need to make a sound
They're coming through the window
Invasion is imminent from all sides
They're coming through the door
Invasion is imminent from all sides
They're busting down the big wall
Invasion is imminent and opposition is futile
And sounding the horn
Announcing the start of the attack
What you want?
What is your desire?
Bucky Done Gun
A weapon to fight back
The fire done burn
Destroy obstacles to achieve your goal
Get crackin'
Get started, take action
Time to spit new sh*t
It's time to present something new or innovative
I'm rocking on this new bit
I'm enjoying this new work
I'm hot now; you'll see
I'm becoming successful and will be recognized
I'll fight you just to get peace
I'll do what needs to be done to achieve tranquility
Heavy weight wrestler
A powerful fighter
Fight me in your comforter
Even my opponent's comfort won't stop me
Let you be superior
I'll let you think you're winning
I'm filthy with the fury ya
I'm angry, but it motivates me
I'll hard-drive your bit
I'll dominate your technology
I'm battered by your sumo grip
I'm being hurt by my opponent's strength
Lucky I like feeling sh*t
I enjoy the challenge and pain of the fight
My stamina can take it
I can endure the brutality of the fight
Gymnastics super fit
My physical abilities are exceptional
Muscle in the gun clip
My muscles are like bullets
Bite, teeth, nose bleed
I'll fight with ferocity
Tied up in a scarf piece
Even being bound won't stop me
Can I get control?
Can I take the lead?
Do you like me vulnerable?
Do you like when I make myself vulnerable?
I'm armed, and I'm equal
I'm ready to fight and can hold my own
More fun for the people
It will be more entertaining for the spectators
Physical, brute force
I'll use my physical power to win
Steel lion, you're the boss
My opponent is powerful like a lion
Yeah, you're so do-able
You're vulnerable enough for me to have a chance
Grind me down, sugar, slow
Fight slowly and painfully until I'm defeated
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Written by: WESLEY PENTZ, BILL CONTI, CAROL CONNORS, AYN E. ROBBINS, MATHANGI ARULPRAGASAM, THOMAS W PENTZ
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