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kanye west - new slaves--annotation project lyrics

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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 n-gga racism
that’s that “don’t touch anything in the store”
and this 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 playing
spending everything on alexander w-ng
new slaves

you see there’s leaders and there’s followers
but i’d rather be a d-ck than a swallower

you see there’s leaders and there’s followers
but i’d rather be a d-ck than a swallower

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 ’bout to wild the f-ck out
i’m going bobby boucher
i know that p-ssy ain’t free
you n-ggas p-ssy, ain’t me
y’all throwing contracts at me
you know that n-ggas can’t read
throw ’em 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 prisons
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?



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