Luyện nghe bài hát Gutter Rainbows

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

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

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

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

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

So if somebody disrespected
Even when his face is his heart rate escalatin', violence
Lookin' for trouble, juggling
Using, abusing, struggling, used to be bubblin'

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

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

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

Living with death, smoking blunts the Grim Reaper
Snitch niggas known to blow the like a gym teacher
gum flapper, swear he a gun clapper
Nah somethin' backwards, he really a dumb

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

In a leap year, do we fear?
Dead bodies on the ground, nothing to see here
Be clear, don't cross me like police lines
'Cause libertarians will be not to tea time

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

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 it up loud and turn it up now
Turn it up loud, it up now

Feel that warm whip the building to form a corner tornado
Finding nature in the city, we our feet in Gators
Bugatti's to bodegas selling rotten tomatoes
Stacking chips and I mean potato, there go another one

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

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

You say he kill his people, he say I my family
And you ain't kicking in, you'll never 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
'Cause the way I approach it from another
I stay in the 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 rock and
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 down
G-g-gutter