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New Slaves Lyrics – Kanye West

    New Slaves is a popular rap song by Kanye West from the 2013 album Yeezus. Check words to Kanye West New Slaves Lyrics in English below.

    New Slaves Lyrics – Kanye West 

    [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 nigga racism
    That’s that “Don’t touch anything in the store”
    And it’s rich nigga 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 niggas, now everybody playin’
    Spendin’ everything on Alexander Wang
    New slaves

    [Refrain: Kanye West]
    You see it’s leaders and it’s followers
    But I’d rather be a dick than a swallower
    You see it’s leaders and it’s followers
    But I’d rather be a dick 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
    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 ’bout 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 privately owned prison
    Get your peace today
    They prolly all in the Hamptons
    Braggin’ ’bout what they made
    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?
    [Bridge]
    Nothing bad, nothing bad, noth-
    Noth-Noth-, -ing bad, noth-noth-
    Bad, nothing bad, nothing

    [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
    Egyszer a Nap úgy elfáradt (mhm-igh)
    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]

     

    Writer(s): Kanye West, Christopher Breaux

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