Linkin Park - H! Vltg3 Sometimes, sometimes… Hybrid Linkin Park I’ve been digging in the crates Ever since I was living in space Before the rat race Before monkeys had human traits I mastered numerology and bigbang theology Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology Invented the mic so I could start blessin it Chincheckin kids To make my point like an impressionist Many men have tried to shake us But I twist my cords in double helixes And show them what I’m made of I buckle knees like leg braces Cast a spell of instrumental-ness On all of you emcees who hate us So you can try on Leave you without a shoulder to cry on From now to infinity let icons be bygones I fire bomb ghostly notes haunt this I tried threats but moved on to a promise I stomp shit with or without an accomplice And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this High voltage This is the unforgettable sound High voltage Bringing you up and taking you down High voltage Coming at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide Akira I put a kink in the backbones Of clones With microphones Never satisfy my rhyme jones Spraying bright day over what you might say My blood type’s krylon technicolor type A On highways write with road rage Pages of wind And cages of tin That bounce all around Surround sound Devouring the scene Subliminal gangrene paintings Over while the same thing Sing song karaoke copy bullshit Break bones verbally With sticks and stone tactics Fourth dimension Combat convention Write rhymes at ease While the track stands at attention Meant to put you away With the pencil, pistol, official 16 line a rhyme missile While you risk your all I pick out all your flaws Spin rah, blah blah blah You can say you saw High voltage This is the unforgettable sound High voltage Bringing you up and taking you down High voltage Coming at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide High voltage This is the unforgettable sound High voltage Bringing you up and taking you down High voltage Coming at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide Who’s the man The man in your hand Over your land roving No man’s bolding the pharoahe When he jams your plans over Iron fist sclerosis The most ferocious When I spy My third eye’s Extremely high voltage That’s why I need ruby quartz glasses Cause when I glance at the chance That I might blast the masses Subliminals transmitted through piano Integrated in flow Calculated in nano I use skills When I mean please Sees the rhyme I hear what I bleed When I proceed through time I walk through walls And inanimate obstacles By inducing the reduction Of cells and molecules I bring the knowledge You swallow a steak that’s a hologram I botch your head Fatten your lip like collagen The telepath delivered verses with no postage Pharoahe Monch Mike Shinoda We high voltage High voltage This is the unforgettable sound High voltage Bringing you up and taking you down High voltage Coming at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide High voltage This is the unforgettable sound High voltage Bringing you up and taking you down High voltage Coming at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide I can think of many numbers On the fun of Linkin Park… http://rockerek.hu/