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Hybrid Theory EP Lyrics |
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And One
Where should I start Disjointed heart I’ve got no commitment To my own flesh and blood Left all alone Far from my home No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I Keep it locked up inside Cannot express To the point I’ve regressed If anger’s a gift, then I guess I’ve been blessed, I Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies It’s too late to love me now You helped me to show me It’s too late to love me now You don’t take a word in Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me) Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Too) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me) Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Too) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Keep my distance Keep my distance Keep my distance Keep my distance [music slows to rap solo...] Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midrift Dark all I do embark the shadows Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistance The twisted web of tangled lies Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste And I'm forced to face these hate crimes Against the state of being Feeling the weight-less-ness pressed between the ceiling Reeling around room Riding a bubble of sound proof It's the frequency making you Sha-Shake with every boom Involuntary muscle contraction Ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria The sound pounds to make the dead flush To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff Step Up Watch as the room rocks Mentally moonwalk Mixed media slang Banging in your boom box verbal violence Lyrical stylist In a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish You can’t tempt me with rhymes that are empty Rapping to a beat doesn’t make you an emcee With your lack of skill and facility You’re killing me And a DJ in the group just for credibility I heard that some of you are getting help with your rhymes You’re not an emcee if someone else writes your lines And rapping over rock doesn’t make you a pioneer Cause rock and hip hop have collaborated for years But now they’re getting randomly mixed and matched up All after a fast buck and all the tracks suck So how does it stack up? None of it’s real You want to be an emcee you’ve got to study the skill Who can rock a rhyme like this? Bring it to you every time like this? [2x] Step, step up, step, step up So you pick up a pen and write yourself a new identity But mentally you don’t have the hip hop energy With a tendency to make up stories Sounding like the only hip hop you’ve heard is top 40 And your record company is completely missing it All the kids are dissing it for not being legitimate So in a battle you can't hack it React with whack shit And get smacked with verbal back flips Get your ass kicked by fabulous battle catalysts It's taken decades for emcees to establish this You’re new to hip hop and welcome if your serious But not on the mic Leave that to the experienced (Using the waves of sound the true master paralyzes his opponents, leaving him vulnerable to attack) [Chorus (2x)] (After years of pain staking research by the world's leading sound scientists, we here at the sound institute have invented a reliable audio weapons system. Actual movement of musical sound in space used to carefully attack and neutralize the cellular structure of the human body, and the question must be asked.) [Chorus (2x)] Part of Me Part of me won’t go away Everyday reminded how much I hate it Weighted against the consequences Can’t live without it so it’s senseless Wanna cut it out of my soul And just live with a gaping hole Take control of my life And wash out all the burnt taste I made the problems in the first place Hang my head low ‘cause it’s part of me Ya hardly see right next to the heart of me Heard of me the routine scar New cuts cover where the old ones are And now I’m sick of this I can’t stand the sandpaper thoughts that grade away on my sanity I rather not even be then the man that’s staring in the mirror through me Pre chorus Cut myself free willingly Sstop just what’s killing me [4x] I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside Swallowing me It can’t be frightening if you’ve never felt it Once it’s been dealt with you feel like you’ve been touched by something angelic And then melted down into a pool of peace Cease to be the animal you used to be Remove the broken parts you know were wrong And feel the karma when the problem’s all gone And then you start to see another piece of yourself that you can’t let be And that reason’ll last fight to free yourself Take it to the depths of the bottom of the well And now you know you can choose to lose the part in your heart Where your insides bruise You can live if you’re willing to Put a stop to just what’s killing you [Pre chorus (4x)] [Chorus] (Alive in me, inside of me, a part of me screams away silently This part of me won’t go away, part of me won’t go away Everywhere I look around I see how everyone aught to be Every time I see myself I see there’s always something wrong with me) [Chorus (2x)] I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me [2x] High Voltage 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 (4x) 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 (7x) Carousel she can't hide no matter how hard she tries her secret disguised behind the lies and at night she crys away her pride with eyes shut tight staring at her inside all her friends know why she can't sleep at night all her family asking is she alright all she wants to do is get rid of this hell well all she's got to do is stop kiddin herself she can only fool herself for so long [x3] are you too weak to face me? (she can only fool herself) [chorus] i never know just why you run so far away far away from me [x2] when it comes to how to live his life and can't be told says he got everything under control thinks he knows he's not a problem he's stuck with but in reality it would be a problem to just quit an addict and he can't hold the reigns the pain is worse cause his friends have it the same trys to slow down the problem he's got but can't get off the carousel untill he makes it stop he can only fool himself for so long [x3] are you too weak to face me? (he can only fool himself) [chorus x2] Try to fly with the wings I gave you, Try to do what you believe and I'll save you [x2] [chorus x2] |
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