No Slave Work

No slave work, no,

no

Yeah, yeah

Working in the mud,

working till we die

Looking at the ceiling,

looking at the sky

No way out of the heavy concrete cage Turn the heavy gears,

turn another page No slave work,

no more golden chain

Time to build, time to rise No more looking at their compromise

I got plans, I got wood and stone

We are building up a house of our own (yeah,

yeah) No slave work,

no way out of the grind

Leaving all the heavy chains far behind

Time to build my house,

standing tall and free

Every single brick belongs to me

(my house)

Break the iron grip,

lay the foundation deep

We don't close our eyes,

we don't ever sleep

From the bottom dirt to the solid roof

This is not a dream,

this is living proof

No way out, we had to break the door

Now we stand on our own wooden floor

No slave work, no way out of the grind

Leaving all the heavy chains far behind

Time to build my house,

standing tall and free Every single brick belongs to me

(no more, no more)

Building my house

No slave work, no way out

Just free ground (hummmm)