Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Is Vibration

I'm sparked, waiting for the to hit
Cause once the moon gets my apartment
I catch fits for starting
I'm smart with it, I it that special touch when I push it
I'm also a label rep, and I can't allow no bullshit
So kid, shush baby, shut your eyes
Lay your head back, the fear and let the tears crystallize
I wish the flies to land upon forehead
When I the essence from your head
and your body resting in Moorehead
I've left more dead than HIV can
But for every there's a reason and it's not just 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 lets get shit right, right here, now, right away.
Atmosphere motherfucker, if I to I could fly away
I'll grind you and weak crew into beef stew
you with seafood
You can't cloud my vision 'cause see-through

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

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

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

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

It's the noise it makes, that generates the passion I
It's the void it breaks, stimulates when mics get grabbed
It takes shape - escapes from vocal 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 tyrants gave you crisis, left you silenced
breathe a sigh of relief 'till you hear the rescue sirens

Supreme, be team, we got this shit on lock
Obviously we hid the key under an rock
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
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 and the wisdom not abuse it
Blessed insight, friends and influences
Thats keeps us dope, what makes us dope is the surroundings
Inspiration stems love and stress compounding
Stamina: that is over the course of time
in fact, taught me how to breath, battle, not to court my mind
as lyricist - the Atmosphericist
makin sure you fear this shit every you hear this shit

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

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