Gutter Rainbows

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]