H! Vltg3 (Evidence Reanimation) [feat. Pharoahe Monch and DJ Babu]

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)