Gutter Rainbows Lyrics - Gutter Rainbows - 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 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 

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 

[Adlibs out] 

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