Jaisaun - Slaves lyrics

rate me

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Somebody gotta rebel

Ya know! Ya know!

JaiWalk in this bitch, let's get it in

Let's talk about the politics in music

Today it's who produced it, a poet is useless

that's why the culture that we knew is disentegrating

The government took the voice from our generation

Replaced it with materialistics and self hatred

Stripped our complex poetries, and made 'em basic

If our lyrics aren't sexual or drug related

Save it, cause Clear Channel stations won't play it

I told massa I'll never sell my soul to him

To work on his plantation going Gold for him

See some house niggas sitting on a mil

But my integrity got me sitting in the field

Burning up, and all the things I witnessed in this shit business

Constantly makes me wanna quit this

Lyte told me become a Slave To The Rhythm

So I could never be a slave to his system

Give 'em a whip and a chain, and we can own a Slave

Tell 'em what to write about, teach 'em how to behave

Let's exploit 'em when they're deep in their grave

Now we got us a Slave

A whip and a chain, and we can own a Slave

Tell 'em what to write about, teach 'em how to behave

Let's exploit 'em when they're deep in their grave

Now we got us a Slave

The rap game is now appearing so fake to me

It takes bravery to speak against this damn slavery

But I speak my mind faithfully

Might get killed exposing the truth, please somebody pray for me

And the truth is always needed

Told the Devil he can keep his contract, I don't need it

I'm not a Slave, I'm my own Master

I'm independent which puts me in a position to own Masters

My eyes wide open without a drop of Visine

I see I can be my own Jimmy Iovine

And I don't plan to get shot up or go to jail

For the sake of a damn record to sell, if I flop, Oh well!

Cause the music I make will stand the test of time

it's more to rhymes than just thinking of the freshest lines

No C. Delores Tuckers banning Hip Hop

Because substance left the music, things flip flopped

Give 'em a whip and a chain, and we can own a Slave

Tell 'em what to write about, teach 'em how to behave

Let's exploit 'em when they're deep in their grave

Now we got us a Slave

A whip and a chain, and we can own a Slave

Tell 'em what to write about, teach 'em how to behave

Let's exploit 'em when they're deep in their grave

Now we got us a Slave

I've seen more chains on YouTube the past year

Go through more hands than currency to a cashier

I've seen more chains go on tour without the owner

The state of Hip Hop is definitely in a coma

People act like they don't see what I see though

Nickel bag rappers signed rhyming bout kilos

And these are supposed to be our heroes?

But no respect gets a fella Deebo'ed for jewelry and sneaks yo

America took our culture and used it against us

The more ignorant you appear, the less you're censored

They hated Chuck D. for repping for black men

Now thugs get played on ESPN

it's like the more you sell your soul, the more you get recognition

But y'all Slaves to me, look up the definition

This is nothing new, times move in repetition

can't understand what I'm saying? Give it a second listen

Give 'em a whip and a chain, and we can own a Slave

Tell 'em what to write about, teach 'em how to behave

Let's exploit 'em when they're deep in their grave

Now we got us a Slave

A whip and a chain, and we can own a Slave

Tell 'em what to write about, teach 'em how to behave

Let's exploit 'em when they're deep in their grave

Now we got us a Slave