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the new blxck - new slaves (cover) lyrics

[verse 1: moment]
i’ve been getting up for work, 5:30am
colleagues complain what they earn ain’t making no ends
you would think with common ground i’ll be making new friends
you’re mistaken, full of malice, these hoes are the fakest
walk around like the greatest, low esteem b-tches can’t take it
push my b-ttons and test me, they don’t know i set the papers
when i roll on that set my features are fresh like a fragrance
“if you ain’t with me, you’re against me”; that’s the regiment’s status
i work the bars for my pedigree, make a plan
then implement and watch the endings meet like kaboom!
there goes another rapping, bag packing, change handing n-gga
with that cinematic vision when seeing the bigger picture
i’m on that “get it cracking, clapping, lets make it happen” mission
real last of the dying breed bars, part of that division
wheel past, drama seen cast, that’s been acting different
no stopping, i’m pushing the pedal until i see pile ups of paper in cash collisions
right now, it’s hard work over talent
chasing dreams and being real, maintaining a balance is a challenge
but what’s a dream? just a glimmer of hope?
will it fade when i fulfill it? does the feeling see growth? i don’t know
but stack these tracks up til the ceiling seems low
and we can’t live here anymore, pack what you need and lets go
my brother’s in the studio cooking heat on the stove
and i ain’t left the kitchen since i kneaded the dough
i love it

[hook 1: moment]
i mean i’m so smitten, the flow’s different
your flow’s bitten, i won’t listen to it
no givens, go missing, dough flipping
that’s mo’s mission, compet-tion driven
i’m on your tail, no distance
i won’t give in, empire building
we’re both siblings, fire wielding
cold writtens, i’m so persistent
go get ’em!

[verse 2: emman]
blood in my eyes while i pray “my father, who art in heaven…”
scouring the graveyard for lucifer, gripping a mac-11
you wana ride? its time to climb off the fence
why do n-ggas scream change but settle for the type they can spend?
heard they call me that new slave with the newest whip and the newest chain
nat turner resurrected with the newest stick in some louis shades
time to flip this on it’s axis, i was predicted in rap stanzas before the cameras
whoever you thought was the christ was only the baptist
they’ve planned this, to hang me and straight cut off my ascent
stab me in the side for those claiming that a brudda wasn’t dead
but i’ll arise on the third day and appear where you hold you award show
with the same hole in my torso just to f-ck up the event
you see the blood on the leaves, you see the blood in the streets
r.i.p. duggan, smiley culture, motherf-ck the police
you rappers got critics thinking the soul of the culture is dead
but me raising the bar could mean my bars go over your head
me and mo spar with bars, its over, no ones as ill as us
’cause ironically we take the wordplay quite serious
the epitome of what you wish to be, that’s lyrically and physically
see women like me, i’m a human simile
a modern day field n-gga, bun broadcasting regulations
the politics and obsolete djs and radio stations
and whoevers been blackballing artists to keep us contained
we’re a new breed that say what they mean and mean what they say
new slaves

[hook 2: emman]
i mean i’m so smitten, your glow’s dimming
your flow’s bitten, they won’t listen to it
go missing, just go fishing, your boats sinking
there’s no vision, compet-tion driven
i’m in these clubs with dope women, we’re mo’ sipping
the gold’s blinging, them hoes clinging
my phone’s ringing, i’m so winning
i’m so persistent with no restrictions
go get ’em!

[outro: david gyamfi]
you can’t hold me down cause i’m too high
i’m accelerating and i’m getting closer now
so let me by cause i ain’t dying
and y’all can’t stop me, you can try
but you ain’t gonna stop me, no way, no how
you can’t hold me down cause i’m too high, too high
(too high, too high)

- the new blxck lyrics

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