9.H! Vltg3
Verse 1：
ive been diggin in the crates, ever since i was livin' in space
before the rat race, before monkies had human traits
i mastered numerology, and big bang theology
performed lobotomies with tele-kinetic psycology
invented the mic, so i could start blessin it,
chin checkin kids that make my point like an impressionest
many men have tried to shake us,but i twist mic cords and double
helixes
and show them what im made of.
i buckle knees like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalists
and all you MC's that hate us, so you can try on
leave you without a sholder to cry on
from now to infinity let icons be by-gones
i fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
i tried threats, but moved on to a promise
i stomp s＊＊＊ with or without an accomplice
and run the gaunlet with whoever that wants this!
Chorus：
High voltage
(the unforgetable sound)
high voltage
(bringin' you up and takin you down)
high voltage
(comin at you from every side)
high voltage
(makin the rhythm and rhyme collide)
Verse 2：
I put a kink in the backbones, with crones and microphones
never satisy my rhyme jones
sprayin bright day over what you might say
my blood type's krylon technicolor type A
on highways ripe with road rage, cages are winding, cages of tin
that bounce
all around
surrond sound, devouring the scene supplemental gangrene
painting overall the
same thing.
sing-song karaoke copy bulls＊＊＊, break bones verbally with
sticks and stone
tactics
4th demension, combat convention, write rhymes at ease while the
track stands
at attention
ment to put you away, with the pencil pistol, official, 16 lines
a rhyme
missle, why you risk it all, i pick out all your flaws, spittin
raw blah blah
blah you can say you saw.
chorus
Verse 3：
whos the man demanded you hand over you landrover, no mans mover
the pharahoh and he jams you plans over
i infect sclerosis, the most ferocious
when i spy my third eye is extremely high voltage
thats why i need would be cost glasses
cuz when i glance at the chance
that i might blast the masses
so blended moons transmitted through piano
its a degraded flow calculated the nano
i use skills when i need pleasing the rhyme
i hear when i bleed when i proceed through time
i walk through walls and inatimate obstacles
by inducing the reduction of cells and molecules
i bring the knowledge juice
swallow a steak thats a hologram
i box your head fatten your lip like collagen
the telepaths deliver verses with no postage
fairer marks, mike shinoda we high voltage
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