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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 craillon(?)
Technicolor type A
On highways 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

Nie będę się skarżył
Bo nikt skarg nie słucha
Nie będę się skarżył
Zaśpiewam
Pieśń dotrze wszędzie
Każdy mur rozkruszy
Echem dosięgnie
Najdalszych stron świata
Dotrze w najgłębsze
Zakamarki duszy

Zaśpiewam o tym
Co jest sercu bliskie
O tym co łzy
Do oczu ciśnie
Wyśpiewam wszystkie
Skargi i żale
I głos mój nigdy
Nie umilknie
...

I think I have become one of the hollow men
As I shine on the outside more these days
I can feel the outside feeding on my inside
Leaves a growing darkness in its place
I think I have become one of the hollow men

Sweet and innocent

You live it good girl
And baby you live it high
You reach it easily, makes me wanna cry
You look so fine girl
I suppose you always do
So fine and so sweet
It s good to look at you
Sweet and innocent
And settled down
Sweet and innocent
I ll pass around, yeah
You ain t in fashion
Baby you...

Failing with the best intentions

So what did you do?
It was a little bit less than you should have done
When the cards were laid on the table
And how did you love?
With a little bit less heart that you should have had
But we all do the best that we re able
(Chorus)
I haven t got a clue...

Blue yodel no. 10

Something about you, mama
That sure gives me the blues
Something about you mama
That sure gives me the blues
It ain t your drop stitch stockings
It ain t your blue buckled shoes

You know, purdy mama
I m bound to...