Kanye West really knows how to get the publics attention. After his run-in with a paparazzi on Friday, Kanye took it to Twitter to declare his verse on “New Slaves” to be the greatest in the history of rap. Read the tweet below, do you agree?
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*** you and your corporation
Y'all n***** 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*** out
I'm going Bobby Boucher
I know that p**** ain't free
You n***** p****, ain't me
Y'all throwin' contracts at me
You know that n***** can't read
Throw 'em some Maybach keys
F*** it, c'est la vie
I know that we the new slaves
Y'all n***** can't f*** with me
Y'all n***** can't f*** with Ye
Y'all n***** can't f*** 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*******
Like the New World Order
Meanwhile the DEA
Teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock n***** up
They tryna make new slaves
See that's that privately owned prison
Get your piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons
Bragging 'bout what they made
F*** you and your Hampton house
I'll f*** your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse
And in her Hampton mouth
Y'all 'bout to turn s*** up
I'm 'bout to tear s*** down
I'm 'bout to air s*** out
Now what the f*** they gon' say now?
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*** you and your corporation
Y'all n***** 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*** out
I'm going Bobby Boucher
I know that p**** ain't free
You n***** p****, ain't me
Y'all throwin' contracts at me
You know that n***** can't read
Throw 'em some Maybach keys
F*** it, c'est la vie
I know that we the new slaves
Y'all n***** can't f*** with me
Y'all n***** can't f*** with Ye
Y'all n***** can't f*** 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*******
Like the New World Order
Meanwhile the DEA
Teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock n***** up
They tryna make new slaves
See that's that privately owned prison
Get your piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons
Bragging 'bout what they made
F*** you and your Hampton house
I'll f*** your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse
And in her Hampton mouth
Y'all 'bout to turn s*** up
I'm 'bout to tear s*** down
I'm 'bout to air s*** out
Now what the f*** they gon' say now?
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