Linkin Park - High Voltage (HT EP version) lyrics

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"You know what I mean? You could put a label on a life, put a label on a lifestyle." (Sometimes...) "You know? Put a label on how you wake up every morning and go to bed at night." I’ve been digging into crates ever since I was living in space Before the ratrace before monkeys had human traits I mastered numerology and bigbang theology Preformed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology Invented the mic so I start blessing it And chinchecking kids to make my point like an impressionist Many men have tried to shake us But I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them what I’m made of I buckle knees like leg braces Cast the spell of instrumentalness and all of the emcees that hate us So 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’ve tried threats but moved on to a promise I stomp shit with or without an accomplish And run the gauntlet with whoever who wants this Refren: High Voltage 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 rhythme 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 Blood type carillon Technicolor type A On highways with road rage I’m patient to win The cage and the tin to bounce all around Surround sound devouring the scene Subliminal gangrene paintings Overall the same things sing songs karaoke copy madness Break bones verbally to sticks and stone tactics Fourth dimension, combat convention Write rhymes at ease while the tracks stand at attention Meant to put you away with the pencil Pistol, official, 16 line rhyme missile Why you risk it all, I pick out of your flaws Spin rah, blah-blah-blah You can say you saw Refren x2 High Voltage 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 rhythme collide "And like the rock and rap, you know what I mean? People act like, you know, "Wow that's a new invention! That shits brand new!" We're constantly evolving. It is constantly changing." (Sometimes...) "There's a lot of change. Everybody's always up with labels. There ain't no label for this shit. They're always gonna try to put a label on it - try to create something so they can water it down." Sometimes I feel like a prophet misunderstood under the gun like a new disease X2 Refren x4 High Voltage 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 rhythme collide

"You know what I mean? You could put a label on a life, put a label on a lifestyle."

(Sometimes...)

"You know? Put a label on how you wake up every morning and go to bed at night."


I’ve been digging into crates ever since I was living in space
Before the ratrace before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology and bigbang theology
Preformed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I start blessing it
And chinchecking kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them what I’m made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumentalness and all of the emcees that hate us
So 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’ve tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplish
And run the gauntlet with whoever who wants this

Refren:
High Voltage
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 rhythme 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
Blood type carillon
Technicolor type A
On highways with road rage I’m patient to win
The cage and the tin to bounce all around
Surround sound devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings
Overall the same things sing songs karaoke copy madness
Break bones verbally to sticks and stone tactics
Fourth dimension, combat convention
Write rhymes at ease while the tracks stand at attention
Meant to put you away with the pencil
Pistol, official, 16 line rhyme missile
Why you risk it all, I pick out of your flaws
Spin rah, blah-blah-blah
You can say you saw

Refren x2
High Voltage
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 rhythme collide

"And like the rock and rap, you know what I mean? People act like, you know, "Wow that's a new invention! That shits brand new!" We're constantly evolving. It is constantly changing."

(Sometimes...)

"There's a lot of change. Everybody's always up with labels. There ain't no label for this shit. They're always gonna try to put a label on it - try to create something so they can water it down."

Sometimes I feel like a prophet
misunderstood
under the gun like a new disease X2

Refren x4
High Voltage
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 rhythme collide