LYRIC

Sometime, sometime, sometime, sometime...

(Hybrid, Linkin Park)

[Mike Shinoda]

I've been digging into crates, ever since I was livin' in space

Before the Rat Race, before monkeys had human traits

I mastered Numerology and Big Bang theology

Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic, so I could start blessin' it

Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist

Many men have tried to shake us, but I twist mic cords -

In double helixes and show them what I'm made of

I buckle knees like leg braces

Cast a spell of instrumentalists 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

[Hook: Mike Shinoda]

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)

[Mike Shinoda]

(Akira) I put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones

Never satisfy my rhyme jones

Sprayin' 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, overall the same things

Sing-song, karaoke, copy bullshit

Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics

Four dimension, combat convention

Write rhymes at ease while the track stands at attention

Meant to put you away with the pencil pistol

Official sixteen line, the rhyme missile

While you risk your all, I pick out all your flaws

Spittin' raw blah blah blah, you can say you saw

[Hook x2]

[Pharoahe Monch]

Who's the man demandin you hand over your Land Rover

No man's bolder than Pharoahe when he jams your plan's over

I inflict 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 there's a chance that I might blast the masses

Subliminals, transmitted through piano

Integrated in flow, calculated in nano

I use skills when I need, please heed the rhyme I heal

When I bleed when I proceed through time

I walk through walls and inanimate obstacles

By inducing a reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge, you swallow a steak, that's a hologram

I bought your head, fattened your lip like Colagin

A telepath, deliver verses with no postage

Pharoahe Monch, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

[Hook x2]

[Mr. Hahn scratches to end]

Linkin Park, Pharoahe Monch - H! VLTG3 - lyrics


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