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letra de new slaves - spectre (rapper)

[intro: spectre0799]
chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill

[verse 1: spectre0799]
my mama was raised in the era when
clean water was only served to the fairer skin
doin’ clothes, you would’ve 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 it’s 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 playin’
spendin’ everything on alexander w-ng
new slaves

[refrain: spectre0799]
you see it’s leaders and it’s followers
but i’d rather be a d-ck than a swallower
you see it’s leaders and it’s followers
but i’d rather be a d-ck than a swallower
[verse 2: spectre0799]
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
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 goin’ bobby boucher
i know that p-ssy ain’t free
you n-ggas p-ssy, ain’t me
y’all throwin’ contracts at me
you know that n-ggas can’t read
throw on 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 prison
get your peace 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?
[bridge]
nothing bad, nothing bad, noth—
noth-noth—, —ing bad, noth— (noth-noth—)
bad, nothing bad, nothing bad
nothing—

[outro: spectre0799]
i won’t end this fight, not this time again
so long, so long, so long, you cannot survive
and i’m not dyin’, 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, ooh hoo-hoo-hooh, woo
yeah, h-h-h-high, h-high-high, high-high high-igh-high-high
h-high-igh, yeah, high, high-igh
egyszer a nap úgy elfáradt (yeah, mhm-igh)
elaludt mély zöld tó ölén
az embereknek fájt a sötét
ő megsajnált, eljött közénk

[produced by spectre (rapper)]

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