lirik lagu mr. lif & stu bangas - shelter in place
[verse 1: mr. lif]
you tuned in, now you f~ckin’ with that vangarde sh~t
real hard sh~t, f~ckin’ get your face scarred quick
it’s hardship for artists aka targets
launch this from august to august we got this
toxicity not in our proximity
we hunker down and bunker down just to outlive infinity
this chapter and page, you have to engage
no human is immune to this, it’s not a matter of age
with wars waged on screens, it seems by any means
friends to enemies from trench town to tel aviv
you better breathe, watch me inhale a bag of nails
my people, i’m lethal every time i exhale
no sheeple, this rhyme is one of a kind
blessed people, it’s simply how the earth is designed
as we find ourselves startin’ to beg runnin’ from plague
presidents vague, we need a real leader, oy vey
[verse 2: mr. lif]
dip through the mind, climb, see the signs, it’s time
i’m focusin’ to refine my design
rhymes becomes a palace, thoughts become a chalice
embarrassment of riches which is why witches
spell cast hopin’ the future becomes past
we gasp every time economy crash
it’s no secret, they know that most of us are not equipped
soon as we prosper, reality flip, puppetmaster sh~t
watch me blast a clip ’til legalities rip
we ’bout to set it ’til the figureheads have been beheaded
call the medic, reactivate ’em then reanimate ’em
with the new verbatim, the recluse equation
i’m usually waitin’ just to see how they react
he take a course we haven’t mapped and lay him flat on his back
prop him up and check the look on his face, it’s not safe
you got shade, we think you need to shelter in place
[verse 3: blacastan]
i was raised at the table when i eat to say grace
it’s the end of the world, i got a mask on my face
airborne plague, k!llin’ the population like grave
microchip vaccination, a new slave
the poor will stay poor but the rich will get richer
the middle class will suffer the most, my n~gga
take your cell phone, dial the dow jones
and ask ’em how much dough they investin’ in clones
right there the caller drop, you’ll hear the dial tone (h~llo?)
new prison without bars, we locked in our homes
you can trap my body but can’t lock my dome
long as i can rhyme words and write these poems
through death i’ll transcend and finally be free
on a heavenly plateau, the g~o~d
or in a h~llified wasteland covered in waste
i guess i found my shelter in place
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