Luyện nghe bài hát Gutter Rainbows

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

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

Watch me flip it like the logo
I shine a light through the darkness when the night is as Yaphet Kotto
All these looking mad in photos
Saddest player braggadocio quality make up for all the of promo

You say you blast a fo-fo, you shoot
It's more like you shot me an email but forgot to attach
Call 'em a bastard like they dad a no
I'm too fast for slow pokes running on the with Yohji Yamamoto

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

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

It's the of the voiceless, hope for the hopeless
Spit game way too real, don't promote 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, it's where the product's
It's where we lock and load and cop the and roll
So turn it up and turn it up now
it up loud, turn it up now

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

Living with death, smoking blunts with the Grim
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 on the corner with the oil spilling
Mixed the dirt and the water collected in the gutter 'til the colors brilliant
I paint so legendary
I been this, your history is as short as the month of February

In a leap year, what do we
Dead lying on the ground, nothing to see here
Be clear, don't ever cross me police lines
libertarians will be not invited to tea time

It's the 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 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 turn it up loud and it up now
it up loud, turn it up now

Feel that warm whip the building to form a corner tornado
Finding nature in the city, we cover our feet in
Bugatti's to bodegas they selling tomatoes
chips and I don't mean potato, there go another one

Graduated from quarter and Butter Crunch
nice with a gun tucked in his cummerbund
He get it his mama, he ain't nothing but his mother's son
She used to get it like bubblegum

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

You say he his people, he say I feed my family
And you ain't in, you'll never understand me
You just stand in my way, now you an
And end up in the hospital

the voice 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 stay in the streets and notice the rainbows

It ain't no pot o' gold, it's the product's sold
It's we lock and load 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 down
rainbow