Slaves (feat. Peaches)

We could sit around and talk for days

'Bout all the things that we would change

But we never thought, never thought that we were slaves

Uh, run away run away underground deep

Release me from these shackles around feet.

Old masters they don't own me

Treat artists like sheep by they don't know me

Rap star, rap star have you any tunes?

Yes sir, yes sir, 3 disks full

One for the radio and one for the states

And one for my peoples who live down the lane

Can't fool me boom free mia

But kill us over time, ali boombaye

Puppets on the string, insignificant

As people we've come a long way but we don't act different

Money makes the world go round, dead presidents

Summit like a spoon full of sugar to the medicine

Necessary evil, slave to the sterling

They run the world that we all just work in

Look, pawns in the game but we don't make the checkmate

Front line of defence, that's the modern day slave

Used for consumerism so we get paid

And give it straight back that's the boomerang play

Win-win for them, c'mon folk lose-lose

Programmed like robots, do what we're told to

Aha, the whole worlds singing

The same song, but changes? Ain't makin' them

Brake slips blingin', gold chains swingin'

Face tattooed up - lil' wayne tears drippin'

Still in prison in this world we live in

So wade in the water children

No master

Escapism through music, with no capture

Accept the moment, 'cause I'll be on a prince protest

Before I become a slave to the game bro'

I'll be the artist formally known as kano

After listening to the preacher

It seems that all the others teach us

Is how to fear

And fear it all

Till you feel fear

We could sit around and talk for days

'Bout all the things that we would change

But we never thought, never thought that we were slaves

We could sit around and talk for days

'Bout all the things that we would change

But we never thought (never thought)

Never thought (never thought)

That we were slaves (that we were the slaves)