Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Is Vibration

I'm sparked, for the dark to hit
Cause once the moon gets my apartment
I catch for starting shit
I'm smart with it, I it that special touch when I push it
Cause I'm also a rep, and I can't allow no bullshit
So shush kid, shush baby, shut your
Lay your back, shed the fear and let the tears crystallize
I wish the flies to upon your forehead
When I extract the essence from your
and leave your resting in Moorehead
I've left more dead reputations HIV can
But for every killing there's a 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 off to make this world perfect
Well get shit right, right here, right now, right away.
Atmosphere motherfucker, if I need to I fly away
I'll grind you and your weak crew into stew
you with seafood
You can't cloud my vision you're see-through

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

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

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

No more longer we hold your hand
Why? Cause too damn old
Oh yeah, the called
They told me to you you've been cancelled
They also said big up for all the
to your devotion, they now control the world
So let hair down and eat the poison with a tall glass of Tang
I'm rising past the bank, with I'm flashin my fangs
I tumble over some, 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 the passion I have
It's the void it breaks, that stimulates when mics get
It shape - escapes from these vocal chords I have
music makers from the Rhymesayers lab

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

Supreme, be team, we got this shit on lock
Obviously we hid the key an upscale rock
So you could all you want to but you ain't gettin' in
You could try to the door but you ain't gettin' in
Nigga, what, my is raw, I got you all
wishin' I'd fall, so things could get for y'all
but I'm tall, and got game, remain the same for the
Area 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, what makes us dope is the
Inspiration stems love and stress compounding
Stamina: that is achieved 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 time you hear this

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

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