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New Slaves (feat. Frank Ocean)

My momma was raised in the 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 nigga racism

That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"

And this 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 playing

Spending everything on Alexander Wang

New SlavesYou see there's leaders and there's followers

But I'd rather be a dick than a swallowerYou see there's leaders and there's followers

But I'd rather be a dick than a swallowerI 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

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 going Bobby Boucher

I know that pussy ain't free

You niggas pussy, ain't me

Y'all throwing contracts at me

You know that niggas can't read

Throw 'em 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 prisons

Get your piece 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?

Songwriters

MALIK YUSEF EL SHABBAZ JONES, CHE SMITH, SHAMA E. JOSEPH, KANYE OMARI WEST, BEN BRONFMAN, ANNA ADAMIS, GABOR PRESSER, MICHAEL G. DEAN, NOAH D. GOLDSTEIN, CHRISTOPHER BREAUX, SAKIYA SANDIFER, LOUIS JOHNSON, ELON RUTBERG, JACQUES WEBSTER, CYDEL CHARLES YOUNGPublished by

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