Luyện nghe bài hát High Voltage (hybrid Theory Ep Version)

Sometimes, sometimes,
Sometimes, sometimes,

I've been diggin' in the crates ever since I was in space
the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology, big theology
lobotomies with telekinetic psychology

Invented the mic so I can blessin' it
Chin-checkin' kids to my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to us
But I twist mic like double helixes
To show them what I'm of

I buckle knees leg braces
Cast a of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So, you can try on, leave you a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity, let be bygones

I fire bombs, notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a
I stomp shit or without an accomplice
And run the guantlett whoever that wants this

voltage
(This is the sound)
voltage
(Bringin' you up and you down)
voltage
(Comin' at you every side)
voltage
(Making the rythm and collide)

Akira, put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
satisfied my rhymes Jones
Spraying bright day over what you say
My blood krylon, Technicolor type A

On write with road rage
Cages a winning, cages a tin bounce all around
Surround sound, the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same

Sing song copy bullshit
Break bones with sticks and stone tactics
dimension, compact convention
Write rhymes with ease while the stands in attention

Meant to put you away, the pencil
Pistol, official, line, a rhyme missile
While you your all, I pick out at your flaws
Spin, rah, blah, blah, blah, you can say you saw

voltage
(This is the sound)
High
(Bringin' you up and you down)
voltage
(Comin' at you every side)
voltage
(Making the and rhyme collide)

voltage
(This is the sound)
voltage
(Bringin' you up and you down)
voltage
(Comin' at you from side)
High
(Making the rythm and collide)

Who's the man, the man in your hand over land
Roving over man's bolding, when he's jammin' your plans ova?
I am Clorousos, the most ferocious
When I spy my third eye, extremely high voltage

That's why I need ruby glasses
'Cause I glance at the chest that I might blast the masses
Subliminals transmitted piano
Integrated in flow, calculated to

My I U when I mean plea sees the rhyme
I hear when I bleed when I proceed through
I walk through walls and inanimate
educed to the reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge, you a state, that's the Hologram
I bot your head, fat and your lip collagen
A telepath of another with no postage
Fellow march, Mike Shinoda, we high

High
(This is the sound)
High
(Bringin' you up and you down)
High
(Comin' at you from side)
voltage
(Making the rythm and collide)

voltage
(This is the sound)
High
(Bringin' you up and you down)
voltage
(Comin' at you from side)
High
(Making the and rhyme collide)