Back Home (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

"There's been a whole lot said about your city living They told us that the streets were paved with gold And some of us believed 'em, left our home and came looking But that was just another story they

Bicentennial Blues (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

Some people think that America invented the blues And few people doubt that America is the home of the blues As the bluesicians have gone all over the world carrying the blues message And the world has

The Bottle (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

Preacherman tried to help her out, she cussed him out and hit him in the head with a bottle. And don't you think it's a crime when time after time, people in the bottle.

Home Is Where The Hatred Is (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

"A junkie walking through the twilight I'm on my way home I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone Home is where the hatred is Home is filled with pain and it, Might not be such a

Winter In America (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

people know It's winter Winter in America And ain't nobody fighting 'Cause nobody knows what to save Save your soul, Lord knows From Winter in America The Constitution A noble piece of paper With

New York Is Killing Me Gil Scott-Heron

Yeah the doctors don't know, but New York was killing me Bunch of doctors coming round, they don't know That New York is killing me Yeah I need to go home and take it slow in Jackson, Tennessee Let me

Ain't No Such Thing As Superman (With Brian Jackson) Gil Scott-Heron

You have understoodThe riddles of the agesYes and you have understoodThe universal nineYou have placed your footprints onThe everlasting sands of timeYes so tell me whyCan't you understand that the...

Save The Children (With Brian Jackson) (Live) (Bonus Track) Gil Scott-Heron

"If you're driving through the country on a lazy afternoon Or you're watching your children playin' after school They seem to be so unaware of I know I know The things that they soon have to take c...

Winter In America (With Brian Jackson) (Solo Ver.) (Bonus Track) Gil Scott-Heron

people know It's winter Winter in America And ain't nobody fighting 'Cause nobody knows what to save Save your soul, Lord knows From Winter in America The Constitution A noble piece of paper With

NY Is Killing Me Gil Scott-Heron, Jamie XX

Yeah the doctors don't know, but New York was killing me Bunch of doctors coming round, they don't know That New York is killing me Yeah I need to go home and take it slow in Jackson, Tennessee Let me

Home Is Where The Hatred Is Gil Scott-Heron

A junkie walking through the twilight I'm on my way home I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone Home is where the hatred is Home is filled with pain and it, Might not be such a bad idea

Home Is Where The Hatred Is Gil Scott Heron

A junkie walking through the twilight I'm on my way home I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone Home is where the hatred is Home is filled with pain and it Might not be such a bad idea

The Other Side Gil Scott-Heron

my life How I should run my life What should be happening with my life They're on the other side They're on the outside I'm on the inside Things always look so much better on the other side Four O'clock

Comment #1 Gil Scott-Heron

Two long centuries buried in the musty vault, hosed down daily with a gagging perfume.

On Coming from a Broken Home (Pt. 1) Gil Scott-Heron

this a special tribute To a family that contradicts the concepts Heard the rules but wouldn't accept In addition, women folk raised me In addition, I was full grown before I knew I came from a broken home

Enough Gil Scott-Heron

it was not enough that we were bought and brought to this home as the slave, locked in the bowels of a floating shithouse, watching those we love eaten away by plauge and insanity, flesh falling like strips

NEW YORK (CONCEPT DE PARIS) (Feat. Gil Scott-Heron) JAY-Z

to Ty Ty, still sippin' Mai Tais Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high fives Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from [Chorus: Gil Scott-Heron

Bicentennial Blues Gil Scott-Heron

Some people think that America invented the blues And few people doubt that America is the home of the blues As the bluesicians have gone all over the world carrying the blues message And the world has

On Coming from a Broken Home (Pt. 2) Gil Scott-Heron

seamen, railroad men, truckers, pilots Who lost their lives but not what their lives stood for Because men die, men lose, they are lost and they leave And so do women I came from what they called a broken home

The Revolution Will Not Be Televised Gil Scott-Heron

You will not be able to stay home brother you will not be able to plug in, turn on and drop out you will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip skip out for beer during commercials Because the

Gun Gil Scott-Heron

Well when he's out late at night, and if he's got his head on right, Well, I lay you 9 to 5 he's walking with steel.

The New Deal Gil Scott-Heron

Back during the non-violent era. I was the only non-violent one. As a matter of fact there was no non-violence 'cause too many rednecks had guns.

Is That Jazz? Gil Scott-Heron

Bird was the word back when tenors were heard From Kansas right up to the Prez And Billie was really the Queen of a scene That keeps echoing on in my head.

Is That Jazz Gil Scott-Heron

Bird was the word back when tenors were heard From Kansas right up to the Prez And Billie was really the Queen of a scene That keeps echoing on in my head.

Alien (Hold On To Your Dreams) Gil Scott-Heron

Midnight near the border trying to cross the Rio Grande Runnin' with coyotes to where the streets are paved with gold You're diving underwater when you hear the helicopters Knowing it's all been less than

The Subject Was Faggots Gil Scott-Heron

the faggot hall Balling, balling, ball-less faggots cutie cootie and snoodie faggots I mean you just had to dig it to dig it the crowning attraction being the arrival of Ms Brooklyn looking like a half-back

Everyday Gil Scott-Heron

what I try to do I'm still loving and living, lying and losing Every day (Yeah, every day) I've got a job And to say the least It don't mean a thing (it don't mean a thing) It don't begin to compare With

H2O Gate Blues Gil Scott-Heron

And if you take these 3,000 and divide them by 6, you come up with 500. Meaning that there are at least 500 shades of The Blues. For example, there is... The "I ain't got me no money, blues".

B Movie Gil Scott-Heron

They want to go back as far as they can even if it's only as far as last week. Not to face now or tomorrow, but to face backwards.

Give Her A Call Gil Scott-Heron

My life is one of movement I been running as fast as I can I've inherited trial and error directly from my old man But I'm committed to the consequences Whether I stand or fall And when I get back to my

Jose Campos Torres Gil Scott-Heron

brought us the comfort we suspected The recognition of our terror and the screaming release of that recognition Has not removed the certainty of that knowledge -- how could it The dogs rabid foaming with

Angel Dust Gil Scott-Heron

Angel DustYou won't remember what you're Missin', but down some dead end streets There ain't no turnin' back.

Don't Give Up Gil Scott-Heron

you hear iiiiiit Callin’ your name x 2 Yeah talkin’ bout spiriiiiiiiiiiits heh There are people whose lives are so far of the track That what they like best about life is stabbing’ brothers in the back

No Knock Gil Scott-Heron

You explained it to me I must admit But just for the record you were talkin' shit Y'all rap about no knock bein' legislated For the people you've always hated In this hell hole you, we, call home No knock

Paint It Black Gil Scott-Heron

Picture a man of nearly thirty Who seems twice as old with clothes torn and dirty Give him a job shining shoes Or cleaning out toilets with bus station crews Give him six children with nothing to eat Expose

Stupid Introlude (Feat. Gil Scott-Heron) Bobby Womack

Preacher is preaching How you should live Instead of teaching With the love they give They ask for money In the name of the Lord And they line their pockets keep coming back for more Dragging you down

Omen Gil Scott-Heron

A giant eye zapped across the screen, With tentacle type feeler type thin roots, Reaching for someone maybe me, With large black block letters, Chiseled into the white around the pupils screaming, R e

Whitey On The Moon Gil Scott-Heron

(with Whitey on the moon) Her face and arms began to swell. (and Whitey's on the moon) I can't pay no doctor bill. (but Whitey's on the moon) Ten years from now I'll be payin' still.

Better Days Ahead Gil Scott-Heron

the things we need to fly To better days ahead Just wave goodbye We've better things to do now, you and I In better days ahead Just take my hand You're one I need to understand For better days ahead With

Plastic Pattern People Gil Scott-Heron

The third world arrives, with Yusef Lateef, and Pharaoh Saunders. With oboes straining to touch the core of your unknown soul.

Work For Peace Gil Scott-Heron

Back when Eisenhower was the President, Golf courses was where most of his time was spent.

Small Talk At 125th And Lenox Gil Scott-Heron

pound on the head And Jimmy Jean got the best Panamanian Red No I ain't got on no underclothes But we all got to get through this gypsy rose I think Clay got his very good points You say a trade bag with

Parents (Interlude) Gil Scott-Heron

bloodstream And they run through your body constantly Because they want you to live on Because they want to live on And they are trying all the time to tell you shit And if you just spend a few minutes with

Brother Gil Scott-Heron

get an afro But you won't speak to her if she looks like hell, now will you brother Some of us been checking your act out kinda close And by now its looking kinda shaky The way you been rushin' people with

95 South (All of the Places We've Been) Gil Scott-Heron

the places we've been I'm not such an old man so don't get me wrong I'm the latest survivor of the constantly strong I've been to Mississippi and down city streets I've seen days of plenty and nights with

Washington D.C. Gil Scott-Heron

Symbols of democracy, pinned up against the coast Outhouse of bureaucracy, surrounded by a moat Citizens of poverty are barely out of sight Overlords escape in the evening with people of the night Morning

A Sign Of The Ages Gil Scott-Heron

It's a sign of the ages Markings on my mind Men at the crossroads At odds with an angry scab There can be no salvation There can be no rest Until all old customs Are put to the test The gods are

Get Out of the Ghetto Blues Gil Scott-Heron

It's a sign of the ages Markings on my mind Men at the crossroads At odds with an angry scab There can be no salvation There can be no rest Until all old customs Are put to the test The gods are

Three Miles Down Gil Scott-Heron

understand The thoughts of isolation, ain't no sunshine underground It's like workin' in a graveyard three miles down Damn near a legend as old as the mines Things that happen in the pits just don't change with

Billy Green Is Dead Gil Scott-Heron

on bussin' or at least thats what they said Yea I heard you, when you told me You said, "Billy Green was dead" But let me tell you bout these hot-pants that this big legged sister wore when i partied with