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Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes Hybrid I've been diggin in crates ever since I was livin in space Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits I mastered numerology, big band theology Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology Invented the mic to so I can start blessin it Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist Many men have tried to shake us But I twist mic chords like double Helixes to show them what I'm made of I buckle knees like leg braces Cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's 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 bombs, 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 The unforgettable sound High voltage Bringin you up and takin you down High voltage Comin at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide Akira, I've put a kink in the backbones, of clones, with microphones Never satisfied my rhyme jones Spraying bright day over what you might say My blood types krylon, Technicolor type A On highways ripe with road rage Cages a win, cages a tin, that bounce all around Surround sound Devouring the scenes Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things Sing songs karaoke copy bullsht- Break bones verbally with sticks and stones tactics Fourth dimension, compact convention Write rhymes with ease while the track stands at attention Meant to put you away, with the pencil Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile While you risk your all I pick out at your flaws Spittin' rah blah, blah, blah you can say you saw High voltage The unforgettable sound High voltage Bringin you up and takin you down High voltage Comin at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide High voltage Bringin you up and takin you down High voltage Comin at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide Who's the man, demanding you hand over your Land Rover The man's bolder than the Pharoahe when he jams you glance over I am visclorosous, the most ferocious When I spy my third eye, it'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 to nano I use skills when I need pleas sees the rhyme I hear when I bleed as I proceed through time I walk through walls and the inanimate obstacles By inducing the reduction of cells and molecules I bring the knowledge the you swallow a state that's a hologram I botch your head, fatten your lip like collagen The telepath deliver verses with no postage Pharoahe Monch, Mike Shinoda, we are high voltage High voltage The unforgettable sound High voltage Bringin you up and takin you down High voltage Comin at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide High voltage The unforgettable sound High voltage Bringin you up and takin' you down High voltage Comin at you from every side High voltage Making the rhythm and rhyme collide (Some playing at the end)