Cold Rain Lyrics - Gutter Rainbows - Talib Kweli

[Intro] 

Lets try something new 

It's been a long time coming! 

Let me try something brand new 

Hey yo Ski! 

What you ever do, man? 

Come on! 

Yo, what we doing it for? 

This is for all the day-trippers and the hipsters 

Whores and the fashionistas 

Spiritual leaders practicing all the laws of attraction 

The teachers who read the passages from the Bhagavad Gita 

That be bustin off Dalai Lama's or flashing heaters 

the last of the boosters 

With the shooting, the thugging and all the booning and spooning 

and all the crooning, and cooning and auto-tuning, alive 

You be tellin, peddlin' to consumers I'm helping them to see through it 

get with this new movement, let's move it 

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[Hook] 

Feel the cold rain 

Still I'm standing right here 

Even the winter summer days 

Yeah I'm a product of Reaganomics 

From the blocks where he rocking the feds like J Electronica 

drop and make this a lock 

if he promises where the heart is 

whether Jesus or Mohammed, regardless of where the mosque is 

They hope for the Apocalypse like a self-fulfilling prophecy 

Tell me when do we stop it? 

Do they ask you your religion before you rent an apartment? 

Is the answer burning Korans 

So that we can defend Islamics? 

The end is upon us with a hashtag - a trending topic 

You take away the freedoms that we invite in the game 

Then you disrespect the soldiers, you ask them to die in vain 

In a desert praying for rain 

The music's like a drug, and they tend to take it to vein 

It ain't for the well-behaved 

The soundtrack for when you're great but its more for when you've felt afraid 

More than your average rapper 

So you sort of felt the way 

The brain is like a cage, you a slave, that is why they lovin' you 

This is the book that Eli that start with a KW 

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[Hook] 

Feel the cold rain 

Still I'm standing right here 

Even the winter summer days 

I do it for the trappers, other rappers 

the Backpackers, the crackers 

the niggas, the metal-packers 

the victims of ghetto factories 

I do it for the families, citizens of humanity 

MC's, endangered species like manatees 

I do it for the future of my children 

They the hope for the hopeless 

Karma approaches, we're gon' be food for a flock of vultures 

The end of the world, ain't nothing left but the cockroaches and the freedom fighters 

We're freedom writers like Bob Moses, the chosen freedom writers like Voltaire 

For my block, my borough, my hood, my city, my state, yeah 

My obligation to my community is so clear 

We gotta save them, this opportunity so rare 

We do it so big over here that it's no fair 

To the punks, the bitches, the chumps, the snitches, the sneak in the game 

We let them live with although they're weak and they're lame 

The bozo's and joker's, promotin' when they're speaking my name 

[Hook] 

Feel the cold rain 

Still I'm standing right here 

Even the winter summer days