Eddie's Web


Hybrid Theory EP Lyrics

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She can't hide no matter how hard she tries
Her secret disguised behind the lies
And at night she cries 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 askin if she's 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,
She can only fool herself for so long,
She can only fool herself for so long,
(She can only fool herself)

I'm too weak to face me
I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me,
I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me

When it comes to how to live his life he can't be told
Says he's got it all under control
Thinks he knows it'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
Tries to slow down the problem he's got
But can't get off the carousel until he makes it stop

He can only fool himself for so long,
He can only fool himself for so long,
He can only fool himself for so long,
(He can only fool himself)

I'm too weak to face me
I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me,
I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me

(Fly with me under the wings I gave you
Try to be closer to me and I'll save you
Fly with me under the wings I gave you
Try to be closer to me and I'll save you)

I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me,
I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me,
I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me,
I never know
Just why you run
So far away, far away from me

Technique (Short)

(You must exercise the proper technique)

Step Up

Yo,
Watch as the room rocks mentally moon walk
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
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
Who can rock a rhyme like this
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 (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)

Who can rock a rhyme like this
Bring it to you every time like this
Who can rock a rhyme like this
Step, step up, step, step up
Who can rock a rhyme like this
Bring it to you every time like this
Who can rock a rhyme like this
Step, step up, step, step up, step up

(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, so the question must be asked)

Who can rock a rhyme like this
Bring it to you every time like this
Who can rock a rhyme like this
Step, step up ,step, step up
Who can rock a rhyme like this
Bring it to you every time like this
Who can rock a rhyme like this
Step, step up, step, step up, step up

(Mixed media, mixed media, mixed media)
Step up to the microphone
And you do it like this, and you do it like this
Step up to the microphone (Mixed media)
And you do it like this (Mixed media)
Step up to the microphone
And you do it like this (Mixed media)
Step up to the mircophone
And you do it like this

High Voltage (Demo)

Just do something to tell you who I am, ya know,
(Ah..yeah, ah...)

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
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 taking into crates ever since I was livin in space
Before the rat-race, before monkeys had human traits
Mastered numerology and big-bang theology
Preformed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology,
Invented the mic so I start blessin it
And chin-checkin 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 accomplish
(Mixed media)
The stamp of approval is on this

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

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 carillon 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 to 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
Why you risk it all, I pick out of your flaws
Spin, rah-blah-blah-blah
You can say you saw

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
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

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
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

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