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

Verse 1: ive been diggin in the 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 tele-kinetic psycology invented the mic, so i could start blessin it, chin checkin kids that 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 MC's that hate us, so you can try on leave you without a sholder 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 crones and microphones never satisy 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 surrond sound, devouring the scene supplemental gangrene painting 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, why you risk it all, i 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 mover the pharahoh and he jams you plans over i infect sclerosis, the most ferocious when i spy my third eye is extremely high voltage thats why i need would be cost glasses cuz when i glance at the chance that i might blast the masses so blended moons transmitted through piano its a degraded flow calculated the nano i use skills when i need pleasing the rhyme i hear when i bleed when i proceed through time i walk through walls and inatimate obstacles by inducing the reduction of cells and molecules i bring the knowledge juice swallow a steak thats a hologram i box your head fatten your lip like collagen the telepaths deliver verses with no postage fairer marks, mike shinoda we high voltage