[Intro: Swizz Beatz]

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: Kanye West]

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 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

[Bridge: Kanye West]

You see it's leaders and it's followers

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?

[Bridge]

Nothing bad, nothing bad, noth—

Noth-noth— 'ing bad, noth— (Noth-noth—)

Bad, nothing bad, nothing bad

Nothing—

[Outro: Kanye West, Frank Ocean & Kóbor János]

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, ooh, ooh, o-ooh, ooh

Woo (Hey)

Ooh, ooh-ooh, high, hi-high, high

High, high, hi-high (Yeah)

High, high, ah, oh

Egyszer a Nap úgy elfáradt (Ah, ah, ah)

Elaludt mély zöld tó ölén

Az embereknek fájt a sötét

Ő megsajnált, eljött közénk

[Produced by Che Pope, Sham Joseph, Ben Bronfman, Noah Goldstein, Travis Scott, Mike Dean & Kanye West]