Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Is Vibration

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

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

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

That said it all, it comes from inside, and how you
the sound wire when it's live and the feelin right
Catchin' the given by rhythms when you hit 'em on time
with lines, makin' sure your rhyme tight
Your voice should travel the babble of the average emcee
so listen use discretion when you breathe
is vibration, I choose to use it with a vision
and comes the style and precision...

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

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

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

Supreme, be this team, we got shit on lock
Obviously we hid the key under an upscale
So you could knock all you want to but you ain't in
You could try to crash the but you ain't 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, the same for the duration
code 6-1-2, my present location...

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

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

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