No More Old Men (feat. Jamila Woods)

I was in need
I was in need
I remember a long time ago
La long
I remember a long time ago
La long

They say Chi don't dance no more
And the little kids don't got a chance no more
They ain't even tryna free the old man no more
One day there will be no old man no more

Mr. Darden used to take the bus over from Halsted
Mr. Harper used to be so exhausted
The barbershop bustling bootleg Lacoste fits
Forget the DVD's
They tryna get that golf drip
Freckles, bifocals and Kangol hats
Spinning stories 'bout blocks that they can't go back
Singing songs about the women
They can't hold back
They used to rub 'em on their hair
That they can't grow back
Clippers buzzing, crying, grandbaby boy cousin
The first cut lil' man "quit all that fussin'"
God the Father may love ya
The world doesn't
That's how I learnt to put my dukes up
And play the dozens
Lessons in the strategies of love and war
Chessboards and King magazines galore
There's a lot less love than there was before
It's a lot less old men than there was before

I say we gon live 'till our hair turn white
('til our hair turn white)
No law can't find our names
(Can't find our names)
And when we run no one's chasing us
(Chasing us)
Street lights on the kids all come back home
On and on and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on and on)
On and on and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on)
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)

They say Chi don't dance no more
And the kids don't even got a chance no more
They ain't even tryna free the old man no more
Pretty soon it won't be no old men no more

I dance with my father Luthor Vandeross
We play catch so much I turned to Randy Moss
I had uncles all up and down 79th
With his boys betting on Floyd every fight
Cold beers and cigar smoke
Pelle Coats, card decks and some hard strokes
Jacks when they cars broke
Sleep in separate rooms for years
When their hearts broke
So at least somebody there if they start stroke
They used to play Street Fighter
With my play cousin
Now the streets'll have you playing
With your real cousin
They said the world didn't love me and it still doesn't
I guess that real old love wasn't real was it?
The present is past the future is sick
The culture gave us cut-out life-size funeral pics
Where's your instincts nigga?
Act like you forgot
Its the four black commandments man
You know how we rock
It goes one watch your health
That's your wealth
Two watch your brother that's yoself
Three watch your home that's your door
Four if they wanna we go to war
In the distant future
The twilight of our lives contain all the laughs
The highlights of our lives
The knowledge that can help a young man go forth
For the day you don't see these old men no more

I say we gon live 'till our hair turn white
('til our hair turn white)
No law can find our names
(Law can't find our names)
And when we run no one's chasing us
(Chasing us)
Street lights on the kids all come back home

On and on and on and on and on it goes
On and on and on and on and on it goes
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)
Til our hair turn white
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)
Can't find our names
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)
Woah
Kids always come home
I say we gon live 'till our hair turn white
No law can find our names
And when we run no one's chasing us
Street lights on the kids all come back home
On and on and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on and on)
On and on and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on)
On and on and on and on it goes
(on and on and on and on)