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Talib Kweli - Текст песни Gutter Rainbows
Talib Kweli, yeah, hey, get with it, get with it
 Here we go, here we go, come on, come on
 Here we go, here we go, come on, come on, yeah
 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, yeah
 Blacksmith, pay attention, Gutter Rainbows, yeah
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 all the lack of promo
You say you blast a fo-fo, you don't shoot
 It's more like you shot me an email but forgot to attach vocals
 Call 'em a bastard like they dad a no show
 I'm too fast for slow pokes running on the track with Yohji Yamamoto
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 deliver real respect to the dead, we only owe the truth
So if somebody feeling disrespected
 Even when his face is smilin' his heart rate escalatin', violence
 Lookin' for trouble, juggling drugs
 Using, abusing, beautiful struggling, used to be bubblin'
It's the voice of the voiceless, hope for the hopeless
 Spit game way too 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 product's sold
 It's where we lock and load and cop the rock and 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 gutters
 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 somethin' 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 brilliantTalib Kweli - Gutter Rainbows - http://ru.motolyrics.com/talib-kweli/gutter-rainbows-lyrics.html
 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 too 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 product's sold
 It's where we lock and load and cop the rock and roll
 So turn it up loud and turn it up now
 Turn it up loud, turn it up now
Feel that warm whip around the 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 kicking 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 too 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 product's sold
 It's where we lock and load and cop the rock and roll
 So turn it up loud and turn it up now
 Turn it up loud, turn it up now
Turn it up now
 Turn it up loud
 Yeah, break it down like
 G-g-gutter rainbow















