Title: Step Up (Back to the top) Written By: Linkin Park Watch as the room rocks Mentally moon walk Mixed media slang Banging in your boom box Verbal violence, lyrical stylists In a time when rock-hip hop rhymes are childish You can't tell me with rhymes that are empty Rapping to a beat doesn't make you an MC With your lack of skill and facility you're killing me And a DJ in the group just for credibility I heard it somewhere you were getting help with your rhymes You're not an MC if someone else writes your lines Rapping over rock doesn't make you a pioneer Cause rock and hip hop collaborated for years But now they're getting readily mixed and matched up Well after a fast buck and all the tracks suck So how does it stack up, none of it's real You wanna be an MC, you gotta study the skill Who can rock a rhyme like this? Bring it to you everytime 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 And your record companies completely miss it And 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 a fabulous battle catalyst It's taken decades for MC's to establish this You're new to hip hop, and welcome if you're serious But not on the mic, leave that to the experience Who can rock a rhyme like this? Bring it to you everytime 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 everytime like this? Who can rock a rhyme like this? Step step up step step up��

Title: And One (Back to the top) Written By: Linkin Park 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� anger�s a gift, then I guess I�ve been blessed� I Keep it locked up inside� I 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�

Title: High Voltage (Back to the top) Written By: Linkin Park Just do something to tell you who I am, ya know?� 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 ratrace, before monkeys had human traits� Mastered numerology and bigbang theology� Preformed 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 accomplish� 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 rythym and ryhme collide) 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� 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 rythym and ryhme collide) 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�

Title: Part Of Me (Back to the top) Written By: Linkin Park 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� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me���� 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� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me� Cut myself free willingly� Stop just what�s killing me� I feel it everyday� I feel I made my way� I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside� Swallowing me Alive in me, inside of me, a part of me screams away silently (repeats w/ next line...)� 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� I feel it everyday� I feel I made my way� I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside� Swallowing me� I feel it everyday� I feel I made my way� I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside� Swallowing me� I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me� I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me�