• Artist: Talib Kweli
• Song Title: Cold Rain
• Album: Gutter Rainbows

Lets try something new
It's been a long time coming
Let me try something brand new
Hey yo Ski
What you 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 Lama's and 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 the lie
You be tellin then peddle it to consumers I'm helping them to see through it
Get with this new movement let's move it

Through the cold rain
Still standing right here
Even the winters of my days

I'm a product of Reaganomics
From the blocks where they rocking the fez like J. Electronica
Drop and make this a lock if the promise is where the heart is
Whether Jesus or Mohammad regardless of where the Mosque is
They hope for the apocalypse
Like self-fulfilling prophecy tell me where 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 is upon us with a hash tag a trending topic
You take away the freedoms that we been fighting to gain
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 brave but its war when you felt afraid
More than your average rapper so you sort of felt the way
Your brain is like a cage you a slave and that's why they loving you
This the book that Eli that start with a K W

Through the cold rain
Still standing right here
Even the winters of my days
Through the cold rain
Still standing right here
Even the winters of my days

I do it for the trappers other rappers the backpackers the crackers
The n****s the metal packers the victims of ghetto factors
I do it for the families citizens of humanity
MC's endangered species like manatees
I do it for the future of my children they the hope for the hopeless
Karma approaches we gonna be food for a flock of vultures
The end of the world ain't nothing left but the cockroaches
And the freedom fighters we freedom riders 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 fair
To the punks b****es the chumps the snitches the sneak in the game
We let them live although they weak and they lame
They posers and jokers promoting when they speaking my name

Through the cold rain
Still standing right here
Even the winters of my days
Through the cold rain
Still standing right here
Even the winters of my days