New Slaves (In the Style of Kanye West & Frank Ocean) [Karaoke Version] - Ameritz Top Tracks (Ameritz红歌)

My momma was raised in an 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 its broke ni**a racism

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

And there's rich ni**a racism

That's that "Come here, please buy more"

What you want a Bentley, fur coat and diamond chain?

All you blacks want all the same things

Used to only be niggas now everybody play me

Spending everything on Alexander Wang

New Slaves

You see it's leaders and there's followers

But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower

You see it's leaders and there's followers

But I'd rather be a dick 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**k 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 about to wild the f**k out

I'm going Bobby Boucher

I know that p**sy ain't free

You niggas p**sy, ain't me

Y'all throwing contracts at me

You know that niggas can't read

Throw on some Maybach keys

F**k it, c'est la vie

I know that we the new slaves

Y'all niggas can't f**k with me

Y'all niggas can't f**k with Ye

Y'all niggas can't f**k 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 b******t 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 private owned prison

Get your piece today

They Probably all in the Hamptons

Braggin' 'bout their maid

F**k you and your Hampton house

I'll f**k 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**k they gon' say now?

I won't end this high, not this time again

So long, so long, so long

You cannot survive

And I'm not dying

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