Mr. Lif - Elektro lyrics

Right from the intro
The God opens your ears and then yo
Mind and then jacks the government info
Documents on ghetto occupants
I've been rocking since back in the days
Check the craze
Lyrically, my mind creates a maze
Once you get locked in
You're missing for days
And then come back pro Black
So strapped with knowledge of self
You won't chase material wealth
The scariest stealth bomber to
Ever cruise the airwaves
When I drop, the earth crack
Brothers want their frankincense
And myrrh back you made a track?
Yo, I heard that it didn't sound tight
You put it on the Internet
I'm in yor sound byte glitch
Change the pitch


Then switch your shit with mine on time
Lyrical contact through digital rhyme
Physical sign on your frame is a bruise
Your mic ooze
You fuck with the God, you're bound to lose
Everything is calm until I see
You at the next show elektro

My mic technique unorthodox
It sort of shocks stalks rappers at night
I write something hyped try to bite
I try to snipe your face with the bass
This is just a taste of lyrical
Dominance from the mentally prominent
Man that thinks and sinks deep into thought
Only to emerge and surge with
Words that use forces
To knock white men off of horses
When trying to add to Black losses
My code morses
Putting our people on positive courses
But of course it's only natural
For somebody to try to fuck it up
And that's factual
So I use the same flow that put brothers
Under in "The Serpent & The Rainbow"
Go back to "Beat Street" and resurrect Ramo
Knock the shit out of Spit verbal eclipse
No light when I write try to turn it on
I turn and bomb your whole damn set
Veteran to cadet
Go to the store, buy the cassette
Press play, and I just may
Hop out your radio and riddle
You with lyrical spray
But would the cops let me slide? No way
Usual suspect like Kaiser Soze
Creeping out the front grid of your Bose
Took you out and your man Jose
DT's showed up and said "No way!" okay
Blanket the whole proximity
Looking specifically for Liftedly
Yet my whereabouts remain a mystery
You'll never find
Cause, I'll forever blind anybody whose
Trying to bind mine you checking the time?
Armageddon soon come you checking the rhyme?
Wack MC's soon done run for cover
Hide and fear what I let go elektro

Try to jump over my rap synapses
Soon after your left lung collapses
Look at your watch, no time elapses
Perhaps it's the actual fact
That you're the actual wack
Brother that lost contact
With the real boom bap from way back
But, Imma bring it right to your chest
Unless you can dodge this missile homing
Following wherever you're roaming
Back up everyone the God's zoning
There's no way to keep track of
All the spots I'm blowing
Comp plan to come test, but ain't showing
I'm knowing secret facts about present day
And past presidents
Using them as rhyme elements
Brought forth with eloquence
Uplifting every brother whether
In jeep, jail, or residence
Speaking in past, future, or present tense
What I invent will indent implement
Then advance and enhance my stance
B-Boy back arched
Arms crossed legs spread
I'm the dread
Feds looking for me but I'm kinda fed
I know your next move your mind's read
You're bumbaclot dead
What I said will just shock the spot
Rock the spot
Remind you of the days when you
Popped and locked on ghetto blocks
On a cardboard box but now you dodge stray
Shots and crooked cops but never fear
Cause what I pump into the air
Will rapidly increase our strength
From year to year
And our progress will leave
Every wicked man petro elektro