Kanye West
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In between being a new father and beating down paparazzi, Kanye West found some time this weekend to take to his rarely-used Twitter page for an announcement. The outspoken rapper opened up the floor for debate, declaring the second verse on his Yeezus-cut “New Slaves” the best rap verse of all time in the history of rap music. That’s quite a bold claim, no? Read the lyrics below and decide for yourself. Do you think perhaps he was just trying to be funny by making reference to his incident with the paparazzi, as he raps in the verse, “So go and grab the reporters, so I can smash their recorders.” Hmm! You never know with the twisted mind of Mr. West!


Marisa Mendez

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 going 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 ’em 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 piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons
Bragging ’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?