Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Is Vibration

I'm sparked, for the dark to hit
Cause once the gets above my apartment
I catch for starting shit
I'm smart it, I give it that special touch when I push it
I'm also a label rep, and I can't allow no bullshit
So shush kid, shush baby, shut eyes
Lay your head back, shed the and let the tears crystallize
I wish the to land upon your forehead
When I extract the essence your head
and your body resting in Moorehead
I've left more dead than HIV can
But for killing there's a reason and it's not just MC's, man!
I'm watching C-SPAN, for the first state rep
To take the first step, to have me killed off to make this world
Well lets get shit right, right here, right now, away.
motherfucker, if I need to I could fly away
I'll grind you and your weak crew into beef
Serve you with
You cloud my vision 'cause you're see-through

You need to recognize the size of the
You ain't as tall as half this madness past what you
Obviously you can't with my tactics, you bastards
Thats why you breath fast - no need to ask

We dug the fingernails underneath the skin of your scalp, then it
Sent your underdeveloped pre-school on a field trip
Now bite your tongue, is how the mic gets done
A whole tree to pick some from, man,
You had to choose the one

That said it all, it comes inside, and how you ride
the sound wire when it's live and the vibes feelin
Catchin' the motion given by rhythms you hit 'em on time
with lines, sure your rhyme soundin' tight
Your voice should travel without the babble of the emcee
so listen please use discretion you breathe
is vibration, I choose to use it with a vision
and comes the style and precision...

No more will we hold your hand
Cause you're too damn old
Oh yeah, the networks
They told me to you you've been cancelled
also said big up for all the support
Thanks to your devotion, now control the world
So let your down and eat the poison with a tall glass of Tang
I'm rising past the bank, with smile I'm my fangs
I tumble over some, 'cause some I over stand
I got the from Spawn, from now on, I know the plan

It's the noise it makes, generates the passion I have
It's the it breaks, that stimulates when mics get grabbed
It takes shape - escapes from these chords I have
Atmosphere: music makers from the lab

Come now, whofi test the giants, when we apply this
Vice grips to your eyelids to make you read the print
The tyrants that you crisis, left you silenced
Don't breathe a sigh of relief 'till you hear the sirens

Supreme, be this team, we got shit on lock
we hid the key under an upscale rock
So you knock all you want to but you ain't gettin' in
You could try to crash the door but you gettin' in
Nigga, what, my is raw, I got you all
wishin' I'd fall, so things could get for y'all
but I'm tall, and got game, the same for the duration
code 6-1-2, my present location...

Atmosphere...embellished with and the wisdom not abuse it
Blessed with insight, friends and
Thats what keeps us dope, makes us dope is the surroundings
Inspiration stems from and stress compounding
Stamina: that is achieved over the of time
in fact, time taught me how to breath, battle, not to court my
defined as - the Atmosphericist
makin sure you fear this shit every time you this shit

Sound is vibration
[Slug] sound is taken
[Spawn] Sound is
[Slug] And the is shakin'
[Spawn] is sound
Yo, we found your replacement
[Spawn] is sound
[Slug] Now who the sound?

[Slug & : And who makes the music/sound? (*fades out*)