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kanye west - new slaves lyrics
[verse 1]
my momma was raised in an era when,
clean water was only served to the fairer skin
doing clothes you would have thought i had help
but they wasn’t satisfied unless i picked the cotton myself.
you see its broke n-gg- racism
that’s that “don’t touch anything in the store”
and there’s rich n-gg- 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 n-gg-s now everybody play me
spending everything on alexander w-ng
new slaves
[hook]
you see it’s leaders and there’s followers
but i’d rather be a d-ck than a swallower
you see it’s leaders and there’s followers
but i’d rather be a d-ck than a swallower
[verse 2]
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 throwing hate at me
want me to stay at ease
f-ck you and your corporation
y’all n-gg-s can’t control me
i know that we the new slaves
i know that we the new slaves
i’m about to wild the f-ck out
i’m going bobby boucher
i know that p-ssy ain’t free
you n-gg-s p-ssy, ain’t me
y’all throwing contracts at me
you know that n-gg-s can’t read
throw on some maybach keys
f-ck it, c’est la vie
i know that we the new slaves
y’all n-gg-s can’t f-ck with me
y’all n-gg-s can’t f-ck with ye
y’all n-gg-s can’t f-ck 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 bullsh-t like the new world order
meanwhile the dea
teamed up with the cca
they tryna lock n-gg-s up
they tryna make new slaves
see that’s that private owned prison
get your piece today
they probably all in the hamptons
braggin’ ’bout their maid
f-ck you and your hampton house
i’ll f-ck your hampton spouse
came on her hampton blouse
and in her hampton mouth
y’all ’bout to turn sh-t up
i’m ’bout to tear sh-t down
i’m ’bout to air sh-t out
now what the f-ck they gon’ say now?
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