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Kanye West - New Slaves (Album Version (Explicit))

New Slaves
Kanye West
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My momma was raised in an era when
Clean water was only served to the fairer skin,
Doin' clothes you would have thought I had help,
But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself.
You see it's broke nigga racism,
That's that, "Don't touch anythin' in the store!"
And this rich nigga racism,
That's that, "Come here, please buy more!"
What you want a Bentley, fur coat and diamond chain?
All you blacks want all the same things.
Used to only be niggas now everybody play me,
Spendin' everything on Alexander Wang,
New slaves.
We used to be only niggas.
You see there's leaders and there's followers,
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower.
You see there's leaders and there's followers,
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower.
I throw these Maybach keys,
I wear my heart on the sleeve,
I know that we the new slaves,
I see the blood on the leaves,
I see the blood on the leaves,
I see the blood on the leaves,
I know that we the new slaves,
I see the blood on the leaves.
They throwin' hate at me,
Want me to stay at ease,
Fuck you and your corporation,
Y'all niggas, can't control me!
I know that we the new slaves,
I know that we the new slaves.
I'm about to wild the fuck out,
I'm goin' Bobby Boucher,
I know that pussy ain't free,
You niggas pussy, ain't me.
Y'all throwin' contracts at me,
You know that niggas can't read,
Throw on some Maybach keys,
Fuck it, c'est la vie!
I know that we the new slaves,
Y'all niggas, can't fuck with me,
Y'all niggas, can't fuck with Ye,
Y'all niggas, can't fuck with Ye!
I'll move my family out the country
So you can't see where I stay,
So go and grab the reporters
So I can smash their recorders.
See, they'll confuse us with some bullshit like the New World Order,
Meanwhile the DEA
Teamed up with the CCA.
They tryna lock niggas up,
They tryna make new slaves,
See, that's that private owned prison
Get your piece today!
Prolly all in the Hamptons,
Braggin' ‘bout their maid.
Fuck you and your Hampton house!
I'll fuck your Hampton spouse!
Came on her Hampton blouse
And in her Hampton mouth!
Y'all ‘bout to turn shit up,
I'm ‘bout to tear shit down,
I'm ‘bout to air shit out.
Now what the fuck they gon' say now?

[Frank Ocean:]
I won’t end this high, not this time again,
So long, so long, so long, you cannot survive,
And I’m not dyin’, and I can’t lose,
I can’t lose, no, I can’t lose
‘Cause I can’t leave it to you,
So let’s get too high, get too high again,
Too high again, too high.

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