Gil Scott-Heron - 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 a** 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.