Kanye West – New Slaves Free Audio Download
First “single” off Yeezus, originally premiered on 66 screenings across the globe in 66 locations. Kanye West first performed the song on Saturday Night Live.
This song samples “Gyöngyhajú Lány” by Hungarian rock band Omega.
“New Slaves Lyrics”
[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
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?
