Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Is Vibration

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

You need to recognize the size of the
You ain't as tall as half this madness past you practice
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 style on a trip
Now bite your tongue, this is how the mic gets
A tree to pick some fruit from, man,
You had to the ripest one

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

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

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

Come now, whofi gwan the giants, when we apply this
Vice to your eyelids to make you read the fine print
The tyrants that gave you crisis, left you
Don't breathe a sigh of relief 'till you hear the 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 gettin' in
You could try to crash the door but you gettin' in
Nigga, what, my is raw, I got you all
I'd fall, so things could get better for y'all
but I'm tall, and got game, remain the for the duration
Area 6-1-2, my present location...

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

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

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