H! Vltg3 - Evidence/DJ Babu/Pharoahe Monch

Verse 1: ive been diggin into crates, ever since i was livin' in space before the rat race, before monkies had human traits i mastered numerology, and big bang theology performed lobotomies with telekenetic psycology invented the mic, so i could start blessin it, chin checkin kids to make my point like an impressionest many men have tried to shake us, but i twist mic cords and double helixes and show them what im made of. i buckle knees like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalists and all you emcees who hate us, so you can try on I'll leave you without a shoulder to cry on from now to infinity let icons be by-gones i fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this i tried threats, but moved on to a promise i stomp s*** with or without an accomplice and run the gaunlet with whoever that wants this Chorus: High voltage (the unforgetable sound) high voltage (bringin' you up and takin you down) high voltage (comin at you from every side) high voltage (makin the rhythm and rhyme collide) Verse 2: I put a kink in the backbones, with clones and microphones never satisfy my rhyme jones sprayin bright day over what you might say my blood type's krylon technicolor type A on highways ripe with road rage, cages are winding, cages of tin that bounce all around surround sound, devouring the scene subliminal gangrene paintings overall the same thing. sing-song karaoke copy bulls***, break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics 4th demension, combat convention, write rhymes at ease while the track stands at attention ment to put you away, with the pencil pistol, official, 16 lines a rhyme missle, while you risk it all, i'll pick out all your flaws, spittin raw blah blah blah you can say you saw. chorus Verse 3: whos the man demanded you hand over you landrover, no mans born a pharaoh and he jams you plans over i inflict sclerosis, the most ferocious when i spy my third eye is extremely high voltage thats why i need Ruby Quartz gla*ses cuz when i glance at the chance that i might blast the ma*ses so blended moons transmitted through piano integrated in flow calculated in nano i use skills when i need PC's to rhyme i hear when i bleed when i proceed through time i walk through walls and inanimate obstacles by inducing the reduction of cells and molecules i bring the knowledge you swallow a steak thats the hologram i box your head, fatten your lip like collagen the telepath delivers verses with no postage Pharaoh Monch, Mike Shinoda we high voltage Chorus x2 Turntable beats