wow

Mic check

The groove is dead so I'm a rhyme like a lunatic
I do this shit with an unassuming wit
The corporation conjured up the bass and the tempo
My name is Liff, that's the intro, now let's go

The flow of life throwing strife into the mix
The big dark condition and the word is sick
The powers that be
A power in me
To speak a cause
Stress and strife that I see every day
And more to speak upon
Culture of fear
It's up in your ear
They're telling us terrorists about to strike
May be tonight
Right
Let me just back up slowly
With critical analysis of those who control me
It used to be we just had a screen in the crib
On the TV
But now we carry screens when we leave see
Laptops smart phones now we're never alone
A new affliction I call it media dome
But on the road famine is the programming
You want to watch a favorite show because it's so slamming
Hold hands and let's gaze into the beautiful glare
While we're here so immersed in this culture of fear

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