STORY TO BE TOLD - M.I.A.

I licked envelopes wrote a letter to the pope

He never gave me rope in the times I couldn’t cope

He never gave me rope in the times I couldn’t cope

They cleaned up the dope and censored my scope

The writin' on the wall’s been beaten to a pulp

The writin' on the wall’s been beaten to a pulp

All I ever wanted was my story to be told

All I ever wanted was my story to be told

I never got struck by someone in my core

I never took back that joint I rolled

What happened now to the truth that I told?

Do they all roll over and die in the cold?

All I ever wanted was my story to be told

All I ever wanted was my story to be told

A skateboard rolled, a lighting bolt

It’s droppin' on em but it ain’t their fault

It’s droppin' on em but it ain’t their fault

And maybe I am floored but it needs to be told

All I ever wanted was my story to be told

All I—all I ever wanted was my story to be told, ah