Luyện nghe bài hát H! Vltg3

Sometimes, sometimes,
Sometimes, sometimes,

been diggin' in the crates ever since I was livin' in space
Before the rat race, monkeys had human traits
I numerology, big band theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic

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

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

I bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or an accomplice
And run the guantlett with whoever that wants

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

Akira, put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never my rhymes Jones
Spraying bright day over you might say
My types krylon, Technicolor type A

On highways write with road
Cages a winning, cages a tin bounce all around
sound, devouring the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the things

Sing song karaoke bullshit
Break bones with sticks and stone tactics
Forth dimension, convention
Write rhymes with while the track stands in attention

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

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

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

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

That's why I need corks glasses
'Cause when I glance at the chest I might blast the masses
Subliminals transmitted through
Integrated in flow, calculated to

My I U skills when I mean sees the rhyme
I hear when I bleed I proceed through time
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 head, fat and your lip like collagen
A telepath of verses with no postage
march, Mike Shinoda, we high voltage

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