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  • Текст песни Talib Kweli - Cold Rain

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    Lets try something new
    It's been a long time coming
    Let me try something brand new
    Hey yo Ski
    What you ever do, man?
    Come on
    Yo, what we doing it for?

    This is for the day-trippers and the hipsters
    Whores and the fashionistas
    Spiritual leaders practicing law to laws of attraction
    The teachers who read the passages
    From the back of a G
    That be bustin' off Dalai Lamas or flashing heaters
    The last of the boosters

    With the shooting, the thugging and all the booning and spooning
    And all the crooning, and cooning and auto-tuning, you laugh
    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
    Still I'm standing right here
    Even on winter summer days

    Yeah I'm a product of Reaganomics
    From the blocks where they rocking a feds like J Electronica
    Drop and make this lock
    If the promise is where the heart is
    Whether Jesus or Mohammad
    Regardless of where the Mosque is (word)

    They hope for the Apocalypse like self-fulfilling prophecy
    Tell me when do we stop it?
    Do they ask you your religion before you rent an apartment?
    Is the answer burning Korans
    So that we can defend Islamics?
    The end upon us with a hash tag, a trended topic

    You take away the freedoms that we invite in the game
    Then you disrespect the soldiers; you ask them to die in vain
    In a desert praying for rain
    The music's like a drug, and they tend to take it to vein
    It ain't for the well-behaved

    The soundtrack for when you're great, but its more for when you've felt afraid
    More than your average rapper
    So you sort of felt the way
    The brain is like a cage, you a slave and that's why they lovin'
    This the book that Eli that start with a K-W

    Through the cold rain
    Still standing right here
    Even on winter summer days

    Through the cold rain
    Still standing right here
    Even on winter summer days

    I do it for the trappers, other rappers
    The backpackers, the crackers
    The niggas, the metal-packers
    The victims of ghetto factories

    I do it for the families, citizens of humanity
    Emcee's, endangered species like manatees
    I do it for the future of my children
    They the hope for the hopeless

    Karma approaches, we gon' be food for a flock of vultures
    The end of the world
    Ain't nothing left but the cockroaches
    And the freedom fighters
    We're freedom writers like Bob Moses

    The chosen, freedom writers like Voltaire
    For my block, my borough, my hood, my city, my state, yeah
    My obligation to my community is so clear
    Yeah, we gotta save them, this opportunity so rare

    We do it so big over here that it's no bare
    To the punks, bitches, the chumps, the snitches, the sneak in the game
    We let them live although they're weak and they're lame
    The bozo's and joker's, promoting when they're speaking my name

    Through the cold rain
    Still standing right here
    Even on winter summer days

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