Linkin Park - H! Vltg3
(feat. Evidence, DJ Babu, Pharoahe Monch)
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 human traits
I mastered numerology, big band theology,
performed lobotomies with telekanetic psychology
Invented the mic to so I can start blessin it
Chin-checkin" kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic chords like double helixes to show them 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 cry 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 guan
