Mr. Lif - Because They Made It That Way lyrics

It started with two turn tables and a mic
Lightning strike, electricity
MC rip rhymes DJ cut the wax viciously
The combo, maliciously brought
Ingenious and precise
Mad nice, soon to be subject to mad heists
Niggas talkin' bout they bought mad ice
Livin the mad shiest
In the battle of art versus trends
Poetry ends when money contends the
Recipe blends and becomes diluted
Polluted in fact
But check who's been recruited
Intact with rhymes for your mind
Everyday's a struggle cause
Society frames you
But raise your head and walk with
Pride because i came to

The only place I can find justice
Is deep inside of these lines
That i designed to explain
Situations of the times
People in general are targets
Of big money markets
And are all disposable unless you
Come ready to work
Fully posable with suit and tie
Ready to buy into the bullshit images
Of people claiming that money is
What there religion is
Filthy females that are visionless
And foes that are precisionless
Let me be your mind's eye and vision this
Rise above, your power is limitless
The ghetto's designed to leave you spiritless
Living from day to day dodging AK spray
Niggas doing anything for pay
In streets that spite the light of day
The fallen gods been led astray
I must retaliate "Why?"
Because they made it that way "Word"
Fully educated rhyme spray
My way is to give you something to cling to
So you can survive dilemmas
That you live through
Then exist through your light
And focus on being in search of what's real
Instead of just relying on the steel
"Make It Better" "Remember?"
"Make It Better"

Check it this is the new lyrical selection
Red, black, and green protection
Motivation and pride connection
Moving the focus of your perception away
From nice cars with fuel injection
The lesson is often taught, but never heard
Leaving your vision forever blurred
Killing for wealth in a world that's absurd
With hate in killing the fate
Delivered by your villain
Fucked up from skunk and malt
Liquor and now he's illin'
Cause he hasn't had a meal in three days
Chop your neck in three ways
Common occurrences these days
Soon to be locked in a cell for raising hell
Looking back upon his life
Wondering where he fell
But martyrs tell of many uncivil nights
While battling for civil rights
Niggas die cause ignorance plights
And ignorance fights progress
In all shapes and types
By blocking the lights of
Success from niggas sights
So one nigga snipes his brotha who
He claimed he never likes
And snatches his Adidas and Nikes
So I drop knowledge on
Mics until apocalypse strikes
Atomic blast blowing niggas off dirt bikes
I mold the soil into dirt spikes
And jump straight from the top of the chart
And drive 'em through the devil's heart
It's time to revolt and restart
And live our lives from the heart
And bring this music back to the art
Rip it apart