Lyrics:
Posin' on yo' dollar (get it)
Look at all these slave masters
Man, you better duck out, get the bag and then bug out (uh)
Try to run home, you might
i'm mean bad this that this Is just a step to make a bitch mad
If it's up it's stuck and I can go for Days change my name to trending Topic master out
Now that's the line that's probably gon' get my ass assassi-
Look at all these slave masters (yeah-yeah)
Man, you better duck out, get the bag
Instagram 'cause you can instigate a follow (shit, yeah)
Look at all these slave masters (yeah-yeah)
Let it sink in (yeah)
2020, run the map
Raw, uncut,
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Unique Sounds
Mpire Productions
Who is the master?
Who is the slave?
Who is the man sipping 40's at the rave, screaming out to the world,
Imagine what they'd do
Turn your back, they're coming for you
[Chorus]
You're a slave dragging your chain
Slave, look out for you'll fall
Slave, you
here
No slaves in here
Obey the music
Bend over
Bend over
Bend over now
Your click got some fattys so poke them out
Your body like water up in
are da days
We shoot out yuh brains we nuh play
Some pagan dem stand up inna di way
Gone are da days
When yuh use to have we like slave
Ha!
[Voice in Background]
Look at the little porch monkeys fuckin jiggaboo
[Master P talking]
My ancestor Kunta Kinte said
We come
signed
Just a little something you should keep in mind
The labels are slave masters, artists are slaves
Don't get too raunchy, they want you to behave
sweet as the apple
Don't fall asleep on your dreams
Don't sell your soul for your masters
Don't let that whip be your master slave master
God don't matter
I'm doing this for me
Can you see? I'm just like you
You hear my out of tune Muse
You hear its dark views
You see the Lightning in its eyes
You see
what's your name on your slave master door
Today you complain
Tomorrow you no sure
And then you run go wipe up blacker master floor
I see you in
you with rage
There's only kings and queens
And you're a pawn in their game
Of masters and slaves
We're divided that way
Are you a master or slave?
Do
before colleges
They say we N-I Double G-E-R
We are much more
But still we choose to ignore
The obvious
We are the slave and the master
What you
(If we could all gather around
Make love to me, girl
He took you up in his aeroplane master song
I'm the master can I rap?
Go ahead)
I believe that
the Master jam
[Run-D.M.C.]
He's a one-man band, in his own right
Jam Master jams to the broad daylight
No instruments needed, just two record players
They numb enough to take you out just the same
You can master the non-aggression once you balance your brain
If you agree to play the game you have no
Money on mind, slave owners in my pocket,
Master of the paper when I'm making a deposit.
Walk into the bank, walkin out like I robbed it.
Walk into
of planting over and over
Replanting seeds
Working in the fields laboring from sun up to sundown
Laboring and laboring
Oh, the slave masters whipping
the slave and the master,
What you looking for? You the question and the answer.
[Verse 1:]
We trust no black leaders, Use the stove to heat us,
Powder eggs
the Master Jam
He's a one man band, in his own right
Jam-Master jams to the broad daylight
No instruments needed, just two record players
A stage,
I let out a cry and swallowed my pride
I knew I was needed back home, home
She's a slave to the rhythm
I'm a slave to your rhythm of
She's a slave
the slave master
Youll be my slave
Beetle juice like a thief in the night
Yea Im about to come out
Right in your sight
Call my name three times
And you might
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