Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Is Vibration

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

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

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

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

No more longer will we your hand
Why? you're too damn old
Oh yeah, the called
They told me to tell you you've cancelled
They also said big up for all the
Thanks to your devotion, now control the world
So let your hair down and eat the 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 clout from Spawn, from now on, I the plan

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

Come now, whofi gwan test the giants, when we apply
Vice grips to your eyelids to you read the fine print
The tyrants that gave you crisis, 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 under an upscale
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 for the duration
code 6-1-2, my present location...

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

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

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