Luyện nghe bài hát Gutter Rainbows

Talib Kweli, yeah, hey, get with it, get it
Here we go, we go, come on, come on
we go, here we go, come on, come on, yeah
Blacksmith, it's the

Keep it moving, keep it
we go, here we go, come on, come on
Here we go, here we go, on, come on, yeah
Blacksmith, pay attention, Gutter Rainbows,

Watch me flip it like the Blacksmith
I shine a light through the darkness the night is black as Yaphet Kotto
All rappers looking mad in photos
Saddest player quality make up for all the lack of promo

You say you blast a fo-fo, you don't
It's more like you shot me an email but to attach vocals
'em a bastard like they dad a no show
I'm too fast for slow pokes running on the track Yohji Yamamoto

This ain't rap, I'm bringing the passion back
me where the trouble at that's my natural habitat
I take it with me in the
To real respect to the dead, we only owe the truth

So if somebody feeling
when his face is smilin' his heart rate escalatin', violence
Lookin' for trouble, drugs
Using, abusing, beautiful struggling, used to be

It's the of the voiceless, hope for the hopeless
Spit game way too real, they don't it
'Cause the way I approach it from another
I in the streets and notice the gutter rainbows

It ain't no pot o' gold, where the product's sold
It's where we lock and load and cop the and roll
So turn it up loud and it up now
Turn it up loud, it up now

Welcome to my 'hood where the rainbows is in the
The pain that you will discover is making the angels
There's sex in the but we never claimed to love her
I know you heard of us we're more murderous than famous brother

Living with death, blunts with the Grim Reaper
Snitch niggas known to blow the whistle a gym teacher
This gum flapper, he a gun clapper
Nah somethin' backwards, he really a rapper

The trap on the corner with the oil
Mixed the dirt and the water collected in the gutter 'til the colors brilliant
I paint so legendary
I been doing this, your is as short as the month of February

In a leap year, do we fear?
Dead bodies lying on the ground, to see here
Be clear, ever cross me like police lines
'Cause libertarians be not invited to tea time

It's the voice of the voiceless, hope for the
Spit way too real, they don't promote it
'Cause the way I approach it from another
I stay in the streets and notice the gutter

It no pot o' gold, it's where the product's sold
It's where we and load and cop the rock and roll
So turn it up and turn it up now
Turn it up loud, it up now

that warm whip around the building to form a corner tornado
Finding nature in the city, we cover our in Gators
to bodegas they selling rotten tomatoes
Stacking chips and I don't mean potato, there go one

Graduated from quarter waters and Crunch
Tuxedo with a gun tucked in his cummerbund
He get it from his mama, he ain't but his mother's son
She used to get it popping bubblegum

Peddling was often better employment
The destroying any sense of self she was enjoying
Survival of the by any means necessary
Got us calling drug dealers

You say he his people, he say I feed my family
And you ain't kicking in, you'll understand me
You just stand in my way, now you an
And end up in the hospital

It's the voice of the voiceless, for the hopeless
Spit game way too real, they promote it
the way I approach it from another angle
I stay in the streets and the gutter rainbows

It ain't no pot o' gold, it's where the product's
It's where we lock and and cop the rock and roll
So it up loud and turn it up now
Turn it up loud, it up now

it up now
Turn it up
Yeah, break it like
rainbow