Million Dollar Slave

Lyrics

[Sampled Intro] You're going to work for me until I tell you to quit You don't own me pig and no motherfucker tells me when I can split Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? I'm talking to you, you redneck faggot [Intro] This is how the game is played No matter how much you got Watch it [Verse 1] When you started out you was hard then master gave you the nod Folks worshipped you like a god but that was just a facade You gave the system a try so now your status is high But your positioning rise on how you act and comply You came up out of the field, hoping to properly build He showed a lot of the skill, his hustle got him a deal But shortly after you knew this game was ratchet and cruel Which made you actually lose the happiness you pursued They peppered you with the praise, big revenue everyday Yet telling you what to say whenever you hit the stage When something pop in the streets, they take your option to speak Don't want you dropping no heat, they even watchin' your Tweets So if a topic arise, they pimp these popular guys Make statements that's not advised, they make you apologize They keep it low 'til there's something new they wanted to hurl They show you their power by punking you in front of the world, you's a [Chorus] Million dollar slave, yeah You's a million dollar slave, yeah [Verse 2] You feelin' comfortable 'cause now you got the mansions and cars You get to be at the award shows and dance with the stars They see you fighting for a cause, now they sick of your ass So they pickle your past instantly and dig up some trash They'll hold some old dirt until you force 'em to use it The machine builder can tear it down whenever he chooses You were not produced to speak truth or that's just how he views it 'Cause the use of his platforms are only for his amusement Ain't no protestin' and speakin' out, that's not how he raised you The price for being a good slave is the millions he pays you Caught up in the depths of a false sense of acceptance Never using the Devil's history as a reference 200, 300 million, it don't matter your worth Soon as you think you flyin', he gon' slam you back to the earth Tear you down in the media then watch the hate ensue They'll even make your own community turn against you, you's a [Chorus] Million dollar slave, yeah You's a million dollar slave, yeah [Verse 3] Question: At the peak of success, can you still keep your respect? I've seen 'em put some of the biggest black people in check You spent years signing contracts, cashing in royalties But soon as they jam you up, you spendin' that on lawyer fees Or they see the people rising up with boots on the ground So they put you on Fox News to calm the broke slaves down You start defending everything Master say or he do But after all that sellin' out, they cut your ass loose too What else is new? Same formula, they constantly do it The corporate world, sports, politics, movies and music Your loyalty, they make you prove it on a TV show (*Authority figure*: Do you support Minister Louis Farrakhan?) (Um… no?) 'Til we break free and establish our own, ain't much coming Knew that every dollar they ever paid you was hush money After seeing this for years and years, by now you should know You only get to go as high as they allow you to go 'cause you a [Chorus] Million dollar slave, yeah You's a million dollar slave, yeah