[Intro: Swizz Beats] 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 [Refrain: 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 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 Che Pope, Sham Joseph, Ben Bronfman, Noah Goldstein, Travis Scott, Mike Dean & Kanye West]