Talib Kweli - Cold Rain lyrics
[Talib Kweli - Cold Rain lyrics]
Let's try somethin' new
It’s been a long time coming!
Let me try something brand new hey yo Ski!
We overdue, man come on!
Yo what we do it for?
This is for the day-trippers and the hipsters
Whores and the fashionistas
Spiritual leaders practicing all the
Laws of attraction
The teachers who read the passages
From the Bhagavad Gita
We bustin off Dalai Lamas
And flashin' heaters with the shooting
The thugging and all the spooning
The crooning, the auto tuning alas
You be tellin', peddlin' to consumers
I'm helping them to see through it
Get with this new movement let's move it!
Through the cold rain
I’m still standing right here even though it
Yeah I’m a product of Reaganomics
From the blocks where they rockin'
The feds like Jay Electronica
Drop and make this a lock that the
Crime is where the heart is
Could drop, and make us
That the crime is where the heart is
Where the Jesus or Muhammad regardless
Of where the mosque is
They hope for the Apocalypse
Like a self-fulfilling prophet
Tell me where do we stop it?
Do they ask you your religion
Before you rent an apartment?
Is the answer burning Qurans so
That we can defend Islamics?
The answer's upon us with a hash tag
A trendy topic
You take away the freedoms that
We brought in the game
Then you disrespect the soldiers you ask
Them to die in vein
In a desert praying for rain
My music's like a drug
And they tend to take it in the vein
It ain’t for the well-behaved
The soundtrack for when you're braver
The score when you felt afraid
More than your average rapper so
You sort of felt the
The brain is like a cage, you a slave
And that's why they lovin' you
This is the book that Eli that
Start with a K W
I do it for the trappers, other rappers
The backbackers, the crackers
The niggas, the metal packers
The victims of ghetto factories
I do it for the families
The citizens of humanity
MCs endangered species like manatees
I do it for the future of my children
They the hope for the hopeless
When karma approaches we gon' be food
For a flock of vultures
The end of the world
Ain't nothin left but the cockroaches
And the freedom fighters
We freedom writers like Bob Moses
They chose us, freedom writers like
For my block, my boro, my hood, my city
My state yea
My obligation to my community is so clear
Yea, we gotta save them
This opportunity so rare
We do is so big over here that it's not fair
To the punks, the bitches, the chumps
The snitches that sneak in the game
We let them live although they
Weak and they lame they posers and jokers
Promoting when they speaking my name
It’s been a long time coming!
Let me try something brand new hey yo Ski!
We overdue, man come on!
Yo what we do it for?
This is for the day-trippers and the hipsters
Whores and the fashionistas
Spiritual leaders practicing all the
Laws of attraction
The teachers who read the passages
From the Bhagavad Gita
We bustin off Dalai Lamas
And flashin' heaters with the shooting
The thugging and all the spooning
The crooning, the auto tuning alas
You be tellin', peddlin' to consumers
I'm helping them to see through it
Get with this new movement let's move it!
Through the cold rain
I’m still standing right here even though it
Yeah I’m a product of Reaganomics
From the blocks where they rockin'
The feds like Jay Electronica
Drop and make this a lock that the
Crime is where the heart is
Could drop, and make us
That the crime is where the heart is
Where the Jesus or Muhammad regardless
Of where the mosque is
They hope for the Apocalypse
Like a self-fulfilling prophet
Tell me where do we stop it?
Do they ask you your religion
Before you rent an apartment?
Is the answer burning Qurans so
That we can defend Islamics?
The answer's upon us with a hash tag
A trendy topic
You take away the freedoms that
We brought in the game
Then you disrespect the soldiers you ask
Them to die in vein
In a desert praying for rain
My music's like a drug
And they tend to take it in the vein
It ain’t for the well-behaved
The soundtrack for when you're braver
The score when you felt afraid
More than your average rapper so
You sort of felt the
The brain is like a cage, you a slave
And that's why they lovin' you
This is the book that Eli that
Start with a K W
I do it for the trappers, other rappers
The backbackers, the crackers
The niggas, the metal packers
The victims of ghetto factories
I do it for the families
The citizens of humanity
MCs endangered species like manatees
I do it for the future of my children
They the hope for the hopeless
When karma approaches we gon' be food
For a flock of vultures
The end of the world
Ain't nothin left but the cockroaches
And the freedom fighters
We freedom writers like Bob Moses
They chose us, freedom writers like
For my block, my boro, my hood, my city
My state yea
My obligation to my community is so clear
Yea, we gotta save them
This opportunity so rare
We do is so big over here that it's not fair
To the punks, the bitches, the chumps
The snitches that sneak in the game
We let them live although they
Weak and they lame they posers and jokers
Promoting when they speaking my name