Talib Kweli - Gutter Rainbows lyrics

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 ba*tard 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 pa**ion 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 d** 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 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 s** 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 d**h smoking blunts with the Grim Reaper Snitch n***as 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 bu*ter 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 k** 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 [Adlibs out]