Letras
Old man, I want to live more than I knew I could
Old man, I want to see my grandbabies be good
My mother called the other day
Said she'd been worried about me
She knows it's been a long time coming
Now, she don't want me to screw it up, screw it up, screw it up
But silence is as big a crime
I'd be damned if I turned a blind eye
Old man, I want to live more than I knew I could
Old man, I want to see my grandbabies be good
Imported by a Palestine
But cash flows at the borderlines
Every man on this list to stray, stray, stray
Must keep solitarily alive
My problem, your problem, our problem, his problem
Black problem, white problem, they solve 'em, goddamn
Prison's the problem, the system's the problem
See, greed is the problem, the root of the problem, I'm feeling like
Old man, I want to live more than I knew I could
Old man, I want to see my grandbabies be good
Old man, I want to live more than I knew I could
Old man, I want to see my grandbabies be good
Old man, you like your power trips, your Caymans
Your Aunt Sally and her children
I'm left to wonder if it's God's plan or yours, man
Old man, you like to think that you've been chosen
These broken mirrors on your floor plan
Tell me who'll be saving those who are found
Beneath your feet over and over again, oh
Old man, I want to live more than I knew I could
Old man, I want to see my grandbabies
Be good (I wanna see them grow up)
Old man, I want to live more than I
Knew I could (I wanna see them grow up)
Old man, I want to see my grandbabies
Be good (I wanna see them grow up)