Gutter Rainbows - Talib Kweli

Gutter Rainbows (Explicit) - Talib Kweli
Talib Kweli
Get wit it get wit it
Here we go here we go come on come on
Here we go here we go come on come on
Blacksmith
It's the movement
Keep it moving keep it moving
Here we go here we go come on come on
Here we go here we go come on come on
Blacksmith
Pay attention
Gutter rainbows
Watch me flip it like the Blacksmith logo
I shine a light through the darkness
When the night is black as Yaphet Kotto
All these rappers looking mad in photos
Saddest player braggadocio quality
Make up for what a lack a promo
You say you blast a fo-fo you don't shoot
More like you shot me an email
But forgot to attach the vocals
Call em a bastard like their dad a no show
I'm too fast for slow pokes running
On the track with Yohji Yamamoto's
This ain't fashion rap
I'm bringing the passion back
Find me where the trouble at
That's my natural habitat
I take it with me in the booth
To delivery or respect to the dead
We only owe the truth
So if somebody feeling disrespected
Even when his face is smiling
His heart rate escalate to violence
Look at them tremble juggling drugs
Using abusing beautiful struggling
They were usually bubbling
It's the voice of the voiceless hope for the hopeless
Spit game way to real they don't promote it
Cause the way I approach it from another angle
I stay in the streets and notice the gutter rainbows
It ain't no pot o' gold it's where the products sold
It's where we lock and load and
Cop that rock then roll
So turn it up loud and turn it up now
Turn it up loud turn it up now
Welcome to my hood
Where the rainbows is in the gutter
The pain that you will discover
Is making the angels shutter
There's sex in the city
But we never claimed to love her
I know you heard of us we're more murderous
Than Cain famous brother
Living with death
Smoking blunts with the Grim Reaper
Snitch niggas known to
Blow the whistle like a gym teacher
This gum flapper swear he a gun clapper
Nah sum'n backwards
He really a dumb rapper
The trap on the corner with the oil spilling
Mixed with the dirt and the water collected
In the gutter til the colors brilliant
I paint pictures so legendary
I been doing this your history is
As short as the month of February
In a leap year what do we fear
Dead bodies lying
On the ground nothing to see here
Be clear don't ever
Cross me like police lines
Cause libertarians will be not invited to tea time
It's the voice of the voiceless hope for the hopeless
Spit game way to real they don't promote it
Cause the way I approach it from another angle
I stay in the streets and notice the gutter rainbows
It ain't no pot o' gold it's where the products sold
It's where we lock and load and
And cop that rock then roll
So turn it up loud and turn it up now
Turn it up loud turn it up now
Saw that whip around a building
To form a corner tornado
Finding nature in the city
We cover our feet in gators
Bugatti's to bodegas
They selling rotten tomatoes
Stacking chips and I don't mean
Potato there go another one
Graduated from quarter waters
And Butter Crunch
Tuxedo nice with a gun tucked
In his cummerbund
He get it from his mama
He ain't nothing but his mother's son
She used to get it popping
Like bubblegum
Peddling poison was often
Better employment
The ghetto destroying any sense
Of self she was enjoying
Survival of the fittest by any means necessary
Got us calling drug dealers revolutionaries
You say he kill his people
He say I feed my family
And you ain't kickin in
You'll never understand me
You just stand in my way
Now you an obstacle
And obstacles end up in the hospital
It's the voice of the voiceless hope for the hopeless
Spit game way to real they don't promote it
Cause the way I approach it from another angle
I stay in the streets and notice the gutter rainbows
It ain't no pot o' gold it's where the products sold
It's where we lock and load and
And cop that rock then roll
So turn it up loud and turn it up now
Turn it up loud turn it up now