Go to the beach And realize that you got a scanline across your tanline And find microchips in your hands Fluid in your grands As a result of somebody
gobble up another earful of these undelivered raps And just think that perhaps what we think matters Delve into yourself and rediscover once forbidden data [Spoken] Oh golly Lif
[Disc Jockey:] Oh Lif what up kid? [Mr. Lif:] Yo what's the deal fact? [Disc Jockey:] Haven't seen you in a mad while you know? [Mr. Lif:] Yeah it's
(feat. Akrobatik, El-P, Jean Grae) [Vast Aire] Vision is blurred yo [Mr. Lif] This is the last chapter Bombs hit who? Crushed what? Over there? Oh
Now this is my escape from many things on many levels I couldn't settle the pedal these are words of a rebel Come and dance with the devil in the bloody
[Verse 1] Lif, a new state of mind, new state of being Constantly striving to understand what you're seeing Finding the courage to stop fleeing Problems