Natural Resources

[Intro: Kanye West] "So, I understand we want to make it about music but I wanted to take this step to say, we got this new thing called classism. It’s racism’s cousin. This is what we do to hold people back. This is what we do. And we got this other thing that’s also been working for a long time when you don’t have to be racist anymore. It’s called self-hate. It works on itself. It’s like real estate of racism. Where just like that, when someone comes up and says something like, ‘I am a god,’ everybody says ‘Who does he think he is?’ I just told you who I thought I was. A god. I just told you. That’s who I think I am. Would it have been better if I had a song that said 'I am a nigga,' Or if I had a song that said ‘I am a gangster’ or if I had a song that said ‘I am a pimp.’ All those colors and patinas fit better on a person like me, right? But to say you are a god, especially when you got shipped over to the country that you’re in, and your last name is a slave owner’s. How could you say that? How could you have that mentality?" [Verse 1] Look... Rumble, young man, rumble I become the greatest at dodging these police things, bumble Where I'm from, though, some young men mumble and slouch Just so they don't get pointed out Take the bass out they voice, don't intimidate those without What you know about blacks dragged beneath horses To blacks that breach the Forbes list That's black increased portions Black inpeached corpses, we're natural resources... From slavery to crack babies To the money that they making from us in cages It's amazin' how the government can sell a lie This time the revolution shall be televised Just not broadcasted live But you been well advised No spooks sittin' next to my door, I can smell a spy Kanye, Vanilla sky Flow like wherever I go I keep a panther rifle Accessorized with my clothes, no cut to my dope... [Hook] We’re no longer niggas, we’re gods now We’re no longer black, we’re gold from here out Natural resources, naturally resourceful resources We're no longer wetbacks, we are gods now No longer brown, we'll go from here out Natural resources, naturally resourceful resources [Verse 2] We made meals out of pig shit Now rich kids eats soul food and asks for chitlins Sometimes privilege is cripplin' We ate shit cause we had to, that's the difference Although it's hard to break negative traditions Nostalgic indifference, I come from a house of Christians Who are Christians because they came from a house of Christians I stopped following when I couldn't figure out the difference Between us and Muslims, us and Buddhist, us and Jewish customs And who the fuck is to tell me That I'm closer to Hell because I'm becoming wealthy Like I should perform less efficiently, take a small turn Or that lesbians and gay men will all burn We all turn to some higher power at that last hour Hopefully out of love, not because you're a scared coward We bear our beliefs on our sleeves Like we can't be cordial unless we agree As for me, I believe... [Hook]