I love this old school version. The new ones good, but not as good.

awesome song
My Alternative/Indie Playlistawesome band!

my comment for this stupid message:
THIS MESSAGE IS A BULLSHIT
look wat u are saying is not true that wen u ignore this thing u'll have a bad luck..na-ah no way i will not repost that stupid message..wat u have done is unfaithful to your church, he is the only one who knows wat will happen in the future, so now i recommend u to stop posting or reposting this stupid message and chris angel is not a GOD for u to believe him! he has a secret for his tricks, magic is not true, and this is not interesting!

these comments are all spamed out
smh

DONT READ THIS U WILL GET KISSED
BY THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE ON SATURDAY
TOMORROW WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE BUT YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS IF U
REPOST THIS IN 2 SONG U WILL DIE IN
TWO HOURS IF U REPOST THIS TO 5 SONGS
IT WILL TRUELY BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE AFTER UR DONE PUSH F6 ON UR
KEYBOARD AND THE LOVE OF UR LIFE WILL
APPEAR IN BIG LETTERS ITS SCARY BUT IT
WORKS

DONT READ THIS U WILL GET KISSED
BY THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE ON SATURDAY
TOMORROW WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE BUT YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS IF U
REPOST THIS IN 2 SONG U WILL DIE IN
TWO HOURS IF U REPOST THIS TO 5 SONGS
IT WILL TRUELY BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE AFTER UR DONE PUSH F6 ON UR
KEYBOARD AND THE LOVE OF UR LIFE WILL
APPEAR IN BIG LETTERS ITS SCARY BUT IT
WORKS

DONT READ THIS U WILL GET KISSED
BY THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE ON SATURDAY
TOMORROW WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE BUT YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS IF U
REPOST THIS IN 2 SONG U WILL DIE IN
TWO HOURS IF U REPOST THIS TO 5 SONGS
IT WILL TRUELY BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE AFTER UR DONE PUSH F6 ON UR
KEYBOARD AND THE LOVE OF UR LIFE WILL
APPEAR IN BIG LETTERS ITS SCARY BUT IT
WORKS

DONT READ THIS U WILL GET KISSED
BY THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE ON SATURDAY
TOMORROW WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE BUT YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS IF U
REPOST THIS IN 2 SONG U WILL DIE IN
TWO HOURS IF U REPOST THIS TO 5 SONGS
IT WILL TRUELY BE THE BEST DAY OF UR
LIFE AFTER UR DONE PUSH F6 ON UR
KEYBOARD AND THE LOVE OF UR LIFE WILL
APPEAR IN BIG LETTERS ITS SCARY BUT IT
WORKS

Just do something to tell you who I am, ya know?

It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out

I've been taking into crates ever since I was livin in space
Before the ratrace, before monkeys had human traits
Mastered numerology and bigbang theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I could start blessin it
And chincheckin kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them what I'm made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumental-ness and all of the emcees that hate us
So try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity let icons be bygones
I fire bomb ghostly notes haunt this
I've tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplis
(Mixed media)
The stamp of approval is on this

It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out

Akira, put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfy my rhyme jones
Sprayin bright day over what you might say
Blood type krylon
Technicolor type A
On highways right with road rage I'm patient to win
The cage and the tin to bounce all around
In surround sound devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings
Overall the same things sing songs karaoke copy madness
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
Fourth dimension, combat convention
Write rhymes at ease while the tracks stand at attention (Attention)
Meant to put you away with the pencil
Pistol, official, 16 line rhyme missile
While you risk it all, I pick out of your flaws
Spin, blah blah blah blah
You can say you saw

It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out

It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out
It's high voltage you cant shake the shock
Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out

Sometimes
Hybrid

Iâ�‚��„�ve been digging into crates
Ever since I was living in space
Before the ratrace
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 in double-helixes
To show them what Iâ�‚��„�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 bygones
I fire bomb
Ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved onto a promise
I stomp s**t with or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this

High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High voltage
Coming at you from every side
High voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

Akira
I put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfied my rhyme jones
Spraying bright day over what you might say
My blood-typeâ�‚��„�s Krylon, Technicolour Type-A
On highways, right with road-rage
Cages of wind and cages of tin that bounce all around
Surround sound
Devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings
Overall the same things
Sing songs, karaoke, copy, bulls**t
Break bones verbally with sticks-and-stones tactics
Fourth dimension, combat convention
Write rhymes at ease while the track stands at attention
Meant to put you away
With the pencil, pistol, official, sixteen-line-a-rhyme missile
While you risk your all
I pick out all your flaws
Spin rah, blah, blah, blah
You can say you saw

High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High voltage
Coming at you from every side
High voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High voltage
Coming at you from every side
High voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

Whoâ�‚��„�s the man demanding you hand over your Land Rover?
No manâ�‚��„�s bolder than the Pharoahe when he jams
The planâ�‚��„�s over
I inflict sclerosis
The most ferocious
Why I spy, my third eye, extremely high voltage
Thatâ�‚��„�s why I need Ruby Quartz glasses
â�‚��„�Cause when I glance thereâ�‚��„�s a chance I might blast the masses
Subliminals trasmitted through piano
Integrated in flow
Calculated to nano
I use skills when I need
Please head the rhyme I hear when I plead when I proceed through time
I walk through walls an inanimate obsticles
Via induced reduction of cells and molecules
I bring the knowledge
You swallow the state
Thatâ�‚��„�s a hologram
I box your head
Fatten your lip like Collogen
A telepath to deliver verses with no postage
Pharoahe Monch, Mike Shinoda
We high voltage

High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High voltage
Coming at you from every side
High voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High voltage
Coming at you from every side
High voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

Linkin Park (being scratched over, and over again)