Mr. Lif

Verse 1 Black Man! / You better stand strong / hurry before our chances for survival are gone / it's the youth man / they get we at a young age / try to live a better life but them want RAGE!! / You may ask me where this is coming from / so Imma let

14 16" splitscreens all showing what you're viewing What you doing? Withering away! Black friday Sale prices by Dionysus The God of wine just bought a spine Rise up from your couch Get it now, go out Follow the warm glow (We sense you) Open the door

Murs iz my Manager - Mr. Lif Brother Murs with the keys to fame Brother Murs with the keys to fame Brother Murs with the keys to fame Crazy respect, crazy connects Got me so busy I'm dizzy so what's next? Look up the in sky It's a bird, it's a plane

(Mr. Lif) Take my check Take my intellect Take my self-respect Ban my dialect Hang me from a tree Slice my neck Take my head as a monument of the hatred of opposites Take the time to sell my culture Count how you profited Take a break Take two What's

Brothaz - Mr. Lif Now count how many levels that I smacked you back to oblivion My heights olympian I'm from the Caribbean, Barbados All fatal Styles that I construct and conduct in a manner like Banner Sky scanner, eye jammer 40 miles above Highland

At last, the day of the blast Government powers in conflict In a world gone sick And they're heavily equipped With arms to melt down cities and farms The final stage witness the force of pure rage While we were all at work Trying to earn a wage The t

[Mr.Lif in the background] (This is what I gotta do) Mic Check! [Verse 1] Well if you can't beat em', join em', build a memoriam This kid got gold teeth, fuck it, coin em' so we can get some loot in our pocket My man who just did a bid said you haven

AkrobatikHe watched his grandmoms get beat by his drunk granddad for bein drunk Of course he grow up to be a punk How could he learn respect, when he comes home To the people that he loves most beefin and gettin wrecked? See, this is a point where a

Status {Lif} I was mad dip Butterfly collars and shit Chains from the slave ship Dreads with the wave kit Bifocals and wing-tips Velvet pants and a velour coat Looked in the mirror "Damn I look dope" Folded up the singles in my loot-clip Put a s

collapse - mr. lif i notice that you mentioned your opinion oh, now they got a couple of things to say too what should i do? listen or leak crimson? all over the floor from my wrists there, now you've got lif some natural, authentic, completely genet