With dreadlocks of unusually impressive girth, it would be easy to mistake the rapper Mr. Lif for a ganja-soaked reggae star. And though his family hailed from the island of Barbados, eventually settling in Boston, Lif's always favored writing songs that dissect and critique the evils of American capitalism (with aggressive sounds to match) over messageless party cuts dedicated to the booty shake. Over the last nine years, he's done this with enough precision and venom to scare more than a few self-appointed, deluded watchdogs of... More >>>