New Slaves- John Dingle AP Lang Final lyrics

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"New Slaves"

[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 it's broke n*gga racism
That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"
And there's rich n*gga 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*ggas now everybody play me
Spending everything on Alexander Wang
New Slaves

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

You see it's leaders and there's followers
But I'd rather be a di*k 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*ggas 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 pus*y ain't free
You n*ggas pus*y, ain't me
Y'all throwing 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 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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