Linkin Park - High Voltage

Текст песни: Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes… Hybrid I've been diggin' in crates ever since I was livin' in space Before the rat race, before monkeys had you in traits I mastered numerology, big band theology, performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology Invented the mic to so I can start blessin' in Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist Many men tried to shake us But I twist my chords like double helixes to show ‘em what I'm made of I buckle knees like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us So you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to try on From now to infinite, let icon be bygones I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this I tried threats, but moved on to a promise I stomp shit with or without an accomplice And run the gauntlets with whoever that wants this Chorus: High voltage This is the unforgettable sound High voltage Bringin' you up and takin' you down High voltage Comin' up from every side High voltage Makin' the rhythm and rhyme collide I've put a kink in the backbones, of clones, with microphones Never satisfied my rhymes joins Sprayin' brin' day over what you might say My blood types crayon, Technicolor type A On highways write with road rage Cages a win, cages a tin, that bounce all around Surround sound Devourin' the scenes Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things Sing songs karaoke copy bullshit Break bones verbally with sticks and stones tactics Forth dimension, compact convention Write rhymes with ease while the track stands at attention Men to put you away, with the pencil Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile While you risk your all I pick out at your flaws Singin' rah blah, blah, blah you can say you saw Chorus. Who's the man, the man in your hand over your land Rovin' over man's boldin' when he's jammin' your plans ova I am vice colorists, the most ferocious When I spy my third eye, it's extremely high voltage That's why I need ruby corks glasses, cuz when I glance of the chest Then I might blast the masses Subliminal translated through piano Chorus.

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Linkin Park – The American team Linkin Park serves as the best refutation of the thesis that the time of big stars in show business is gone. Fifty million discs sold all over the world (and this with a discography of only three albums) speaks for themselves. They are often criticized for the fact that their music is, they say, a cynically calculated pop product, but it is impossible not to admit that they are the ones who feel the very "Zeitgeist", that is, the spirit of the times, best of all. Their style can be described as a combination of metal, synth-pop (the guys have repeatedly confessed their love for Depeche Mode), hip-hop and pop music, which is usually played by boy bands. Heavy guitar riffs, electronic drums, scratches, verse recitative and monumental choruses - this is the hit formula that Mike Shinoda, Chester Bennington and company offer us. – Линкин Парк
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Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes…
Hybrid
I've been diggin' in crates ever since I was livin' in space
Before the rat race, before monkeys had you in traits
I mastered numerology, big band theology, performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic to so I can start blessin' in
Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men tried to shake us
But I twist my chords like double helixes to show ‘em what I'm made of
I buckle knees like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalist on all of you MC's who hate us
So you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to try on
From now to infinite, let icon be bygones
I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats, but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlets with whoever that wants this

Chorus:
High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High voltage
Bringin' you up and takin' you down
High voltage
Comin' up from every side
High voltage
Makin' the rhythm and rhyme collide

I've put a kink in the backbones, of clones, with microphones
Never satisfied my rhymes joins
Sprayin' brin' day over what you might say
My blood types crayon, Technicolor type A
On highways write with road rage
Cages a win, cages a tin, that bounce all around
Surround sound
Devourin' the scenes
Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things
Sing songs karaoke copy bullshit

Break bones verbally with sticks and stones tactics
Forth dimension, compact convention
Write rhymes with ease while the track stands at attention
Men to put you away, with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While you risk your all
I pick out at your flaws
Singin' rah blah, blah, blah you can say you saw

Chorus.

Who's the man, the man in your hand over your land
Rovin' over man's boldin' when he's jammin' your plans ova
I am vice colorists, the most ferocious
When I spy my third eye, it's extremely high voltage
That's why I need ruby corks glasses, cuz when I glance of the chest
Then I might blast the masses
Subliminal translated through piano

Chorus.


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