Scott-Heron, Gil - The Prisoner Lyrics






Here I am after so many years
Hounded by hatred and trapped by fear
I'm in a box, I've got no place to go
If I follow my mind, I know I'll slaughter my own

Help me, I'm the prisoner won't you hear my plea?
I need somebody, yeah, to listen to me
I beg you, brothers and sisters
I'm counting on you, yeah

Black babies in the womb are shackled and bound
Chained by the caveman who keeps beauty down
Smacked on the ass when they're squalling and wet
Heir to a spineless man who never forgets

Never forgets that he's a prisoner, can't you hear my plea?
'Cause I need somebody, Lord knows, to listen to me
I'm a stranger to my son
Who wonders why his daddy runs, yeah

On my way to work in the morning
When I don't give a damn
Can't nobody, can't nobody
Can't nobody, can't nobody see just who in hell I am?

Hemmed in by a suit, yes, all choked up in a tie
Ain't no wonder some times near morning I hear my woman cry
She knows her man is a prisoner, won't you hear my plea?
Yeah, 'cause I need somebody to listen to me

My woman, she don't say but she hates
To see her man chained this way, yeah
Help me, I'm the prisoner
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm the prisoner





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  1. O.... L....

    Goosebumps

  2. M.... C....

    This song is chilling Boston Mike

  3. M.... A....

    Just recently discovered this joint and I can't stop listening to it over and over. This joint is so deep. RIP to this ancestor, much love and respect!!!

  4. B.... ....

    Total and Crystal-Clear Awareness of things is certainly a gift but also a heavy burden to deal with....Painful in the least.....

  5. D.... E....

    Yo gotta love does lyrics and da beat dammmmmmmnnnn u gotta love to b a black man with knowledge and understanding we those us r blessed it just goes to show bad times build formidable character

  6. M.... ....

    Smacked on the ass.....

  7. L.... P....

    Was 508 liked 509, 508 Worcester Mass.

  8. B.... ....

    THE essence. Period

  9. R.... M....

    A master at his craft.....

  10. M.... S....

    on my way to work in the morning when i don't give a damn

  11. K.... P....

    Yeah I've heard a lot of great poets out there and don't give me wrong there's some good brothers and sisters out there but this one here but everything into perspective what he was saying and how black man could rise and come together I'm like today they can agreed upon the same thing without pulling out their guns and killing one another that's not solving anything because that's just what the white man want us to do is kill all the black race on talk to one another have each other's back and and be more supportive than what's going on today we don't know whether we're coming or going we are out prisoners to this life to society this world and now it's time for our black being short little black Sun how to grow how to grow up to become strong black man and stand Fairgrounds once again the revolution will not be televised peace and love and maybe grow stronger as a nation assalamualaika

  12. B.... ....

    Thanks and Respect from Italy...Giant Artist who will never be forgotten

  13. M.... C....

    she knows her man is a prisoner

  14. R.... G....

    If this does not sum of a large part of the black experience, then I don't know what does.

  15. D.... H....

    Haunting''Yet True And Beautiful

  16. M.... M....

    this song is me.i am this song.

    M.... M....

    Respect from Italy

    M.... M....

    Yeah, Gill was.and will always be

  17. N.... H....

    There will never be another Gil Scott Heron or Curtis Mayfield

  18. V.... U....

    Gil Scott-Heron - “The Prisoner”
    [Vocals/Written By: Gil Scott-Heron]
    [Producer(s): Bob Thiele]
    [Bass/Electric Bass: Ron Carter]
    [Conductor: Johnny Pate]
    [Drums: Bernard “Pretty” Purdie]
    [Electric Guitar: Burt Jones]
    [Flute/Saxophone: Hubert Laws]
    [Piano/Electric Piano/Written By: Brian Jackson]

    [Verse 1: Gil Scott-Heron]
    Here I am, after so many years
    Hounded by hatred and trapped by fear
    I'm in a box. I've got no place to go. If I
    Follow my mind, I know I'll slaughter my own
    Help me. I'm the prisoner. Won't you hear my plea?
    I need somebody, yeah, to listen to me
    I beg you, brothers and sisters. I'm counting on you, yeah

    [Verse 2: Gil Scott-Heron]
    Black babies in the womb are shackled and bound
    Chained by the caveman who keeps beauty down
    Smacked on the ass when they're squalling and wet
    Heir to a spineless man who never forgets
    Never forgets that he's a prisoner. Can't you hear my plea?
    ‘Cause I need somebody, Lord knows, to listen to me
    I'm a stranger to my son who wonders why his daddy runs, yeah

    [Verse 3: Gil Scott-Heron]
    On my way to work in the morning when I don't give a damn
    Can't nobody, can’t nobody, can’t nobody, can’t nobody see just who in hell I am
    Hemmed in by a suit. Yes, all choked up in a tie
    Ain't no wonder sometimes, near morning, I hear my woman cry
    She knows her man is a prisoner. Won't you hear my plea?
    Yeah, ‘cause I need somebody, woah, to listen to me
    My woman, she don't say, but she hates to see her man chained this way. Yeah
    Help me, I'm the prisoner
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm the prisoner

    V.... U....

    Vinyl Uploads I it the real deal a real brother hated to see him go but will always remain in my heart pease my brother. Sherwood price

  19. H.... J....

    How do you like it more than once?

  20. S.... H....

    Gil took me out of my white middle class world and gave me a ' reality check'. Still listen to him and Mr Jackson for the love and to ' never forget'...x

  21. C.... ....

    So deep - Shakes me emotionally every time i listen to it.

  22. C.... B....

    Another gem, by a master poet/musician!

  23. R.... M....

    THIS is my guy.  Singer, musician, "bluesologist" (as he called himself), songwriter (extraordinaire), poet, philosopher...teacher.  My guy...a giant.  We miss you Gil...so much.  Rest In Paradise.   Peace out.....

    R.... M....

    A giant among pygmies.....

  24. R.... N....

    Listening tot his while drunk

  25. T.... L....

    I live this song... tremendously deep...

  26. C.... T....

    7283 vues seulement ??? Drole d'epoque !

  27. V.... C....

    This is beautiful poetry from the soul...

  28. H.... A....

    Timeless Classic from Bluesologist Baba Gil Scott Heron.Thanks for posting.