"Sound Is Vibration" lyrics - ATMOSPHERE

I'm sparked, waiting for the dark to hit
'Cause once the moon gets above my apartment, I catch fits for starting shit
I'm smart with it, I give it that special touch when I push it
'Cause I'm also a label rep and I can't allow no bullshit

So shush kid, shush baby, shut your eyes
Lay your head back, shed the fear and let the tears crystallize
I wish the flies to land upon your forehead
When I extract the essence from your head and leave your body resting in Moorhead

I left more dead reputations than HIV, kid
But for every killing there's a reason and its not just emcees, man
I'm watching C-SPAN, waiting for the first state rep
To take the first step to have to kill off to make this world perfect

Well let's get shit right, right here, right now, right away
Atmosphere, motherfucker! If I need to I could fly away
I'll grind you and your weak crew into beef stew
Serve you with seafood, you can't cloud my vision 'cause you're see-through

You need to recognize the size of the atlas
You ain't as tall as half this madness, past what you practice
Obviously you can't fuck with my tactics, you bastard
That's why you breathe fast bitch, no need to ask

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

That's it, it comes from inside and how you ride
The sound wire when it's live and the vibe's feelin' right
Catchin' the motion given by rhythms when you hit 'em on time
With lines, makin' sure your rhyme sounding tight

Your voice should travel without the babble of the average emcee
So listen please, use discretion when you breathe
Sound is vibration, I choose to use it with the vision
And then comes the style and precision

No more longer will we hold your hands. Why? 'Cause you're too damn old
Oh yea, the network called, they told me to tell ya you've been canceled
They also said big ups for all the support
Thanks to your devotion, they now control the world

So let your head down and eat the poison with a tall glass of Tang
I'm rising past the bang, with a smile I flash my fangs
I tumble over some, 'cause some I don't over stand
I got the plot from Spawn, from now on, I know the plan

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

Come now, who can contest the giants when we apply this
Vice grips to your eyelids to make you read the fine print?
The tyrants that gave you crisis, left you silenced
Don't breathe a sigh of relief till you hear the rescue sirens

Supreme, be this team, we got this shit on lock
RSE, we hid the key under an upscale rock
So you can knock all you want to but you ain't gettin' in
And you could try to crash the door but you ain't gettin' in

Nigga, what? My definition is raw, I got you all
Wishin' I'd fall, so things could get better for y'all
But I'm tall and got game, remain the same for the duration
Area Code 6-1-2, my present location

Atmosphere, embellished with talent and the wisdom not abuse it
Blessed with insight, friends and influences
Thats what keeps us dope, what makes us dope is the surroundings
Inspiration stems from love and stress compounding

Stamina, that is achieved over the course of time
In fact, time taught me how to breath, battle, not to clog my mind
Defined as lyricist, the Atmosphericist
Makin' sure you fear this hit every time you hear this shit

Sound is vibration, this sound is taken
Sound is vibration, and the ground is shaken
Vibration is sound, yo, we found your replacement
Vibration is sound, now who makes the sound?

Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)
Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)
Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)
Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)
Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)
Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)
Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)
Now who makes the music (now who makes the sound?)