Linkin Park - High Voltage
Linkin Park - High Voltage
Linkin Park - High Voltage
You know what I mean
Try to 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 (Alright)
I've been diggin' in the 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 into double helixes and show them what I'm made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast a spell of instrumentalness on all of you emcees who hate us
So you can try on / leave you without a shoulder to cry on / from now to infinity / let icons be bygons
A firebomb / ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats, but move
