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 it's broke nigga racism That's that: Don't touch anything in the store And this rich nigga racism That's that: Come here, 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 slaves 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 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 private owned prison, get your piece today They prolly all in the hamptons, bragging 'bout their maid 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? 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
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 it's broke nigga racism That's that: Don't touch anything in the store And this rich nigga racism That's that: Come here, 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 slaves 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 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 private owned prison, get your piece today They prolly all in the hamptons, bragging 'bout their maid 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? 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
“New Slaves” foi produzida principalmente por Kanye West, com co‑produções de Ben Bronfman, Mike Dean, Travis Scott, Noah Goldstein, Sham Joseph e Che Pope.
A letra aborda escravidão, segregação, racismo, materialismo e estereótipos sobre afro‑americanos nos Estados Unidos.
O refrão conta com a voz de Frank Ocean, que já havia trabalhado com West no álbum colaborativo *Watch The Throne*.
O final da música contém um sample da canção “Gyöngyhajú lány”, composta pelo húngaro Gábor Presser.
Em 2016, Gábor Presser entrou com uma ação judicial contra Kanye West por uso não autorizado do seu sample em “New Slaves”.
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