evolution
Gil Scott-Heron Lyrics


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In 1600 I was a darkie
Until 1865, a slave
In 1900 I was a nigger
Or at least, that was my name

In 1960 I was a negro
And then brother Malcom came along
And then some nigger shot Malcom down
But the bitter truth lives on

Martin is dead
With Martin as our leader
We prayed, and marched
And marched, and prayed
Things were changing
Things were getting better
But things were not together

With Malcom as our leader,
We learned
And thought
And thought we had learned
Things were better
Things were changing
But things were not together

And now it is your turn,
We are tired of praying, and marching, and thinking, and learning
Brothers wanna start cutting, and shooting, and stealing, and burning
You are three hundred years ahead in equality
But next summer may be too late
To look back

In 1600 I was a darkie
And until 1865 a slave
In 1900 I was a nigger
Or at least that was my name

In 1960 I was a negro
And then Malcom came along
Yes, but some nigger shot Malcom down
Though the bitter truth lives on

Well now I am a black man
And though I still go second class




Where as once I wanted the white man's love
Now he can kiss my ass

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Gil Scott-Heron's song "Evolution" are a powerful commentary on the marginalized history of African Americans, showcasing how their societal status and names have changed over the centuries. The song begins with a prologue, describing how in 1600, African Americans were called "darkies" and were then enslaved until the Civil War ended in 1865. In 1900, they were known as "niggers," and in 1960, they were called "Negroes." During this decade, Malcolm X rose to prominence as an influential voice in the Civil Rights Movement, ultimately leading to his assassination by another black man. With Martin Luther King Jr. as their leader, African Americans marched and prayed for change, but this wasn't enough as King was eventually assassinated as well.


The chorus of the song emphasizes the change in the singer's identity, first as a darkie, then a slave, a nigger, a Negro, and now as a black man. Though things have changed over the years, and there have been advances in equality, the song suggests that perhaps not enough has changed. The final stanza emphasizes the frustration and anger the singer has felt during this long and difficult struggle for equality. He states that he no longer wants the white man's love and instead suggests that the white man can "kiss my ass." The song poignantly deals with the psychological scars left behind by the legacy of slavery and oppression and calls for a more radical approach to achieving true equality.


Line by Line Meaning

In 1600 I was a darkie
I existed as a person of dark skin color in the year 1600


Until 1865, a slave
I was enslaved until the year 1865


In 1900 I was a nigger
In the year 1900 I was referred to using a derogatory term for black people


Or at least, that was my name
People commonly referred to me using a derogatory name but that was not my actual name


In 1960 I was a negro
In the year 1960, I was referred to as a 'negro,' a term which was seen as a more acceptable reference for black people


And then brother Malcom came along
Malcom X became a prominent figure in the Civil Rights Movement


And then some nigger shot Malcom down
Malcom X was assassinated by an unknown person


But the bitter truth lives on
The sad reality continues to exist and influence society despite Malcom X's death


Martin is dead
Martin Luther King Jr. is deceased


With Martin as our leader
Martin Luther King Jr. was a prominent leader in the Civil Rights Movement


We prayed, and marched
We participated in religious and peaceful protests to fight for our freedom


And marched, and prayed
We continued the act of protesting and participating in religious practices


Things were changing
The movement was making progress


Things were getting better
Our situation was slowly improving


But things were not together
Despite the progress, our society was still heavily divided


With Malcom as our leader,
Malcom X became another leader in the Civil Rights Movement


We learned
We sought knowledge and information on how to progress


And thought
We reflected and contemplated on our experiences and how to move forward


And thought we had learned
We believed we had gained sufficient knowledge and experience to initiate progress


Things were better
Our movement was making more progress and gaining support


Things were changing
The movement was progressing at a faster pace


But things were not together
Despite the progress, our society was still heavily divided


And now it is your turn,
The younger generation must take on the fight for progress


We are tired of praying, and marching, and thinking, and learning
We are exhausted from the constant pursuit of progress, and we need young people to take on the fight


Brothers wanna start cutting, and shooting, and stealing, and burning
Some individuals are becoming impatient with the lack of progress and are resorting to extreme measures to bring attention to the issue


You are three hundred years ahead in equality
Society has made progress, and young people have more resources to make change than previous generations


But next summer may be too late
The fight for progress is urgent, and there is no time to waste


To look back
We must move forward to create a better future


Well now I am a black man
I am identifying myself as a black person


And though I still go second class
Despite progress, discrimination still exists


Where as once I wanted the white man's love
I used to seek validation and approval from the white community


Now he can kiss my ass
I no longer seek validation from the white community and refuse to bow down to their expectations




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: GIL SCOTT HERON

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