Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Is Vibration

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

You need to recognize the of the Atmos
You ain't as tall as half this past what you practice
Obviously you fuck with my tactics, you bastards
Thats why you breath bitch - 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, this is how the mic done
A whole tree to some fruit from, man,
You had to choose the one

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

No more longer will we hold hand
Why? Cause you're too old
Oh yeah, the called
They me to tell you you've been cancelled
They said big up for all the support
Thanks to your devotion, they now control the
So let your down and eat the poison with a tall glass of Tang
I'm past the bank, with smile I'm flashin my fangs
I tumble over some, 'cause some I don't stand
I got the from Spawn, from now on, I know the plan

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

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

Supreme, be this team, we got this on lock
Obviously we hid the key an upscale rock
So you could knock all you 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 better for
but I'm tall, and got game, remain the same for the
Area 6-1-2, my present location...

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

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

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