There was a period in the early aughts when Definitive Jux (nee: Def Jux) seemed like it was going to be the future of hip hop. While the label featured plenty of experimental, boundary-pushing, and politically minded acts, Lif stood out as the most “conscious rapper” in the traditional sense. It was clear though, that label head El-P envisioned that as an important part of Def Jux’s identity, as the first record it put out was 2000’s Enter the Colossus EP, from Lif.
Mr. Lif’s follow-up was 2002’s Emergency Rations EP, a sort of place setter for the full-length I, Phantom just a couple of months later. It opens with a skit about Lif missing, apparently having been abducted by government agents. In 2002, Pitchfork suggested the bit was “unfortunate and sophomoric.” In 2026, it seems alarmingly prescient in a time when masked agents are disappearing suspected undocumented immigrants, prosecuting political opponents, and banning established news organizations from the White House.
Even if the opening skit feels a bit ham-fisted, the rest of the EP is enough to overshadow it. What follows is seven tracks of fiery political raps, surprisingly catchy hooks, and flawless production that runs the gamut from gothic underground, to classic boombap, and futuristic synth meltdowns.
What keeps the relentless, rapid-fire dystopian lyricism from getting too tiresome is the loose concept in which Lif plays the role of a revolutionary trying to organize an uprising in the face of an oppressive police state. “Let me nutshell-tell my life story, but I got to hurry up, and kick it, ‘cause the Feds are lookin for me,” he raps on “Jugular Vein,” which serves as the EP’s mission statement. It hints at his revolutionary ideals while relishing in some particularly nerdy boasts, like “You can use Eddy, now I’m Dr. Bosconovitch,” referring to a tough-to-unlock character from Teken 3.
I’d argue, though, that the Edan-produced “Heavily Artillery” is where the album really kicks into gear. The relentless military march of the drums, video game explosions, and low drones create the sort of chaotic backdrop that Lif’s urgent raps demand. On “Home of the Brave,” Lif gets more specific, calling out policies of the Bush administration, the Afghan war, and America’s thirst for foreign oil.
So Americans cheer while we kill their innocent families
And what better place to start a war,
But build a pipeline, to get the oil that they had wanted before
America supported the Taliban to get Russia out of Afghanistan
That’s how they got the arms in
They’re in a war against the Northern Alliance
And we can’t build a pipeline in hostile environments
He spits these lyrics over his own beat, that melds sharp gated drums with synth war horns. Calling out corrupt politicians and American hypocrisy is nothing new, but in the immediate aftermath of 9/11, dissent was often shouted down quickly and sometimes violently. Lif wasn’t alone it taking the Bush administration to task, but he was one of the earliest, along with Sage Francis. (Later rappers like Immortal Technique, Eminem, Mos Def, Jadakiss, and more would become more outspoken, but often veered into conspiracy theories.)
Pull Out Your Cut is an old-school funk-infused tribute Lif’s favorite rappers from Wu-Tang Clan, to Ultramagnetic MCs, and KRS-One. But it’s also an indictment of toxic masculinity, way before such things were popular.
Dudes are acting macho and they don’t know why
A famous never-written motto is that “boys should never cry”
Keep all those emotions bottled up – now what’s up?
You can’t communicate once you became an adult
“Get Wise ‘91” sees Edan hop back behind the boards and on the mic, while “The Unorthodox” is a stuttery boombap piece.
The whole thing culminates in El-P’s lone production credit on the album, “Phantom.” A synth bassline dashes about, bustling with rage as echoes of Lif’s musings on suffering under an unfair system swirl in the background, mirroring the smothering nature of capitalism. It’s also an early example of El-P learning how to bend his post-apocalyptic, noisy, and futuristic beats into something anthemic, as Lif closes out his case against the status quo with a call to the people:
Single mother, who are you? (I phantom)
Office worker, who are you? (I phantom)
Caught up in the system, who are you? (I phantom)
Tryin’ to earn a living, who are you? (I phantom)
Depressed and uninspired, who are you? (I phantom)
Hard-workin’, broke and tired, who are you? (I phantom)
Seekin’ education, who are you? (I phantom)
Can’t get ahead no matter what you do? (I phantom)
Unfortunately, with the disintegration of Definitive Jux, Mr. Lif’s Emergency Rations can be hard to come by (so is I, Phantom, for that matter). You can find it, unofficially, on YouTube and on Bandcamp, but it’s not available on major streaming platforms.
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