Just do something to tell you who I am, ya know?    Chorus x2   It's high voltage you can't shake the shock   Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out   It's high voltage you can't shake the shock   Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out    I've been digging in the crates   Ever since I was living in space   Before the rat race   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'll twist my cords   Through 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 accomplice   Mix media   The stamp of approval is on this     Chorus    Akira   Put a kink in the backbones   Of clones with microphones   Never satisfy my rhyme jones   Spraying bright day   Over what you might say   Blood type krylon technicolor type A   On highways write with road rage   On pages of wind   And cages of tin   That bounce all around   Surround sound   Devouring the scene   Subliminal gangrene paintings   Overall the same things   Sing song 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 your all   I pick out of your flaws   Spin, rah blah blah blah   You can say you saw     Chorus 4X