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I been digging into crates ever since I was living 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 blessing it

Chin-checking 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 instrumental-ness on all of you MC's that hate us

So you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on

From now to infinity, let icons be bygones

I firebomb, ghostly notes haunt this

I tried threats, but moved on to a promise

I stomp **** with or without an accomplice

And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this

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 rhyme collide

I put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones

Never satisfy my rhyme jones

Spraying 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 scenes

Subliminal gangrene paintings over all the same things

Singsong karaoke copy ****

Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics

Fourth dimension, combat convention

Write rhymes that 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 all your flaws

Spitting rah, blah, blah, blah, you can say you saw

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 rhyme collide

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 rhyme collide

Who's the man demanding 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 the hologram

I box your head, fatten your lip like collagen

The telepath deliver verses with no postage

Pharoahe Monch, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

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 rhyme collide

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 rhyme collide

High voltage