Old Slaves

Wanna see my past? Look at my face You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face Wanna see my face? Look at my face Was an honest face, look at my face And this morning feels so close to the past For just yesterday, you were left in the dark Yeah and the damn oppression of them chains Still weighs on my brain Can you see what I'm saying? Look at my pain You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face You wanna see my face? Look at my face Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face With the whip on your mind and your mind leads your soul astray And you can see that today you are all just some murdered slaves 'Cause you been thinking that slavery is just from the nation's past And that's the puppet masters game Can you see what I'm saying? Look at my pain You see them pains from yesterday, look at my face You wanna see my face? Look at my face Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Look at my pain You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face You wanna see my face? Look at my face Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face And this morning feels so close to the past For still yet today, we are slaves in our yards And the damn oppression of them chains Still weighs on our brain Should I sing it together? Look at my pain You see them pains from yesterday? Look at my face You wanna see my face? Look at my face Was I born free? Was I born a slave? Look at my face Pain-ain, yeah, look at my pains I'll forever come from yesterday Look at my pains, yeah Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na