Kanye West – New Slaves


My momma was raised in the era when
Want me to stay at ease
I know that we the new slaves
[Verse 1]
Think you can’t get too high, get too high
You niggas pussy, ain’t me
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with Ye
Came on her Hampton blouse
Teamed up with the CCA
You see it’s leaders and there’s followers

They throwing hate at me
So go and grab the reporters
Doing clothes you would have thought I had help
I see the blood on the leaves

I can’t do it
I know that we the new slaves
I know that we the new slaves
And then I hamped him out
[Outro: Frank Ocean]
[Verse 2]
I’m ’bout to wild the fuck out
And this rich nigga racism
Fur coat? A diamond chain? What you want, a Bentley?
You see it’s broke nigga racism
They prolly all in the Hamptons
So you can’t see where I stay
Fuck you and your corporation
Throw ’em some Maybach keys
See they’ll confuse us with some bullshit
I’m ’bout to tear shit down
I know that we the new slaves
You know that niggas can’t read
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with me
I’ll fuck your Hampton spouse

But they wasn’t satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
They tryna make new slaves
Too high again
I’m going Bobby Boucher
Now what the fuck they gon’ say now?
So I can smash their recorders
I see the blood on the leaves
Like the New World Order
They tryna lock niggas up
Meanwhile the DEA
[Bridge x2]
Get your piece today
So long, so long, so long
Used to only be niggas now everybody playing
I wear my heart on the sleeve
I see the blood on the leaves
Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
I’ll move my family out the country
Cannot find faith, [?] baby
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with Ye
That’s that "Don’t touch anything in the store"
I won’t believe in the rule
I know that we the new slaves
Fuck it, c’est la vie
I can’t get too high, get too high then
Too high
I see the blood on the leaves
Braggin’ ’bout what they made
I’m ’bout to air shit out
Y’all throwing contracts at me
All you blacks want all the same things"
But I’d rather be a dick than a swallower
Y’all niggas can’t control me
Fuck you and your Hampton house
I throw these Maybach keys
See that’s that privately owned prisons
Y’all ’bout to turn shit up
I can’t [?] another love and
Spending everything on Alexander Wang
I know that pussy ain’t free
New Slaves
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