Luyện nghe bài hát H! Vltg3

Sometimes, sometimes,
Sometimes, sometimes,

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

Invented the mic so I can blessin' it
Chin-checkin' kids to make my like an impressionist
Many men have to shake us
But I twist mic like double helixes
To them what I'm made of

I buckle knees leg braces
Cast a of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So, you can try on, you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity, let be bygones

I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt
I tried but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an
And run the guantlett with that wants this

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

Akira, I've put a in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfied my Jones
Spraying day over what you might say
My blood krylon, Technicolor type A

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My I U skills when I mean plea sees the
I hear when I when I proceed through time
I walk through walls and inanimate
While educed to the 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
Fellow march, Mike Shinoda, we high

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

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