Lupe Fiasco

"New Slaves"

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill
Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
My mama was raised in the era when
Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
Doin' clothes, you woulda thought I had help
But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
You see it's broke n*gga racism
That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"
And it's rich n*gga racism
That's that "Come in, please buy more"
"What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain?
All you blacks want all the same things"
Used to only be n*ggas, now everybody playin'
Spendin' everything on Alexander Wang
New slaves

[Bridge: Kanye West]
You see it's leaders and it's followers
But I'd rather be a di*k than a swallower
You see it's leaders and it's followers
But I'd rather be a di*k than a swallower

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
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
f*ck you and your corporation
Y'all n*ggas can't control me
I know that we the new slaves
I know that we the new slaves
I'm 'bout to wild the f*ck out
I'm goin' Bobby Boucher
I know that pus*y ain't free
You n*ggas pus*y, ain't me
Y'all throwin' contracts at me
You know that n*ggas 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*ggas can't f*ck with me
Y'all n*ggas can't f*ck with 'Ye
Y'all n*ggas 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*ggas up
They tryna make new slaves
See, that's that privately owned prison
Get your piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons
Braggin' 'bout what they made
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?

[Outro: Kanye West, Frank Ocean & Kóbor János]
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, ooh hoo-hoo-hoo, woo
Yeah, h-h-h-high, h-high-high, high-high high-igh-high-high
H-high-igh, yeah, high, high-igh

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Elaludt mély zöld tó ölén
Az embereknek fájt a sötét
Ő megsajnált, eljött közénk


[Produced by Che Pope, Sham Joseph, Ben Bronfman, Noah Goldstein, Travis Scott, Mike Dean & Kanye West]

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