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A Sign Of The Ages - Gil Scott-Heron

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

Or Down You Fall - Gil Scott-Heron

"I sail out on my paper ship The sea is made of fire I ride my horse of nuts and bolts We made to never tire The world is just a simple circle I've got to keep on turning, yeah I've got to keep on turning 'Til"

The Needle's Eye - Gil Scott-Heron

"A circle spinning faster And getting larger all the time A whirlpool spelled disaster For all the people who don't rhyme Him who don't fit through the needle's eye Him who just don't understand Understand,"

The Prisoner - 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"

Message To The Rappers - Gil Scott-Heron

"Hey, yeah, we the same brothas from a long time ago We was talkin' about television and doin' it on the radio What we did was to help our generation realize They had to get out there and get busy cause"

Free Will - Gil Scott-Heron

"Find a shadow cast by rainbows There youll meet the sage. Feeding rabbits bits of lettuce or cleaning out the cage. He can give you more direction than youve ever known. Show you your ??? shoes Now, my"

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,"

Billy Green Is Dead - Gil Scott-Heron

"The economy is in an uproar The whole damn countries is in the red Tax and fairs are going up You say, "Billy Green is dead"? The government can't decide on bussin' or at least thats what they said Yea"

A Very Precious Time - Gil Scott-Heron

"Was there a touch of spring? Did she have a pink dress on? And when she smiled, her shyest smile Could you almost touch the warmth? And was it your first love, a very precious time? Was there the faintest"

The Bottle - Gil Scott-Heron

"See that black boy over there, runnin' scared his ol' man's in a bottle. He done quit his 9 to 5 to drink full time so now he's livin' in the bottle. See that Black boy over there, runnin' scared his ol'"

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