Promoe - What's That Sound lyrics

Fuck a sampler i rhyme to the rhythm of my
Punchlines beating your ear drum
Creating sublime subliminal rhythms
Synchronized to how I feel son
Livin' to the rhythm of time
Life: the composition composed of
Minutes, seconds, decades, years
Millenniums alternating and creating the
Symphony played by
The sound of the morning train
Galloping to work
The sound of a global choir
Of women givin' birth the sound of the child
Molesting priest breathing
Hard in the back of the Church

The sound of the lost youth
Getting back at mother earth
The sound of capitalistic blood thirst
We stand around rapping over the
Sound of the police
Rappin' over the sound of no justice no peace
A troublesome couple sons rappin'
Over urban jungle drums
Stickin' to the bubble gum
Rappin' over the thumping beat of
An army of feet
Invading their neighboring country forcing
'em to retreat rappin' over the
Sound of my girl's talkin' in her sleep
And the sound of skulls
Getting crushed on concrete

But what's sound? Sound is music!
Now what's music? Music is life!
And what's life? Life is death!
Now what's death? Death is silence!
But what's silence? Silence is sound!
So what's sound? Sound is music!
Then what's music? Music is life!
And what's life? Life is death!

This is to my sons in the
Streets on the run from police
Headphones and car seats pumpin' these beats
Yo the stage setting: we on
A highway heading east
Through the world's dead end streets
We're like seven deep at the
Speed of a spreading virus
Out of control like forest fires
Rappin' thrue mike wires
Rappin' over beats or rappin' over
Silence it's all music anyway
We rap over the sounds of cash registers
Or without getting any pay

Fuck a deejay I rhyme to the rhythm of
My razor tongue cutting your ear wax
Playin' the rhythm of decision over my heart
Beat and the noise of Air Max
Runnin' from Jimi Hendrix machine gunnin'
Fear makes it hard to hear my heart beating
Deafened by the primate inside
Of me screaming
There's more rhythms to listen
To more melodies
But when the day is over the harmony
Is off key loop that sample!
Sshh, I'm vibin' to mother
Earth's menstrual cycle

But what's sound? Sound is music!
Now what's music? Music is life!
And what's life? Life is death!
Now what's death? Death is silence!
But what's silence? Silence is sound!
So what's sound? Sound is music!
Then what's music? Music is life!
And what's life? Life is death!
I looked right and left got swept away
By the sound wave to which I'm a damn slave
Runnin' through physically
Illegal environments dissecting drum sets
Fragments of sweaty recording sets
The battle between destruction
And construction, silence and noise
Girl versus boy plastic card versus coin is
Occupying my mind while the silent
Wind of truth is runnin' thrue body and soul
The friction between needle and
Wax is removing the cold
And it's the source of life of this entire
Empire where the landscape is the soundscape
Which is one with the mind state
The state on the other side
Of the Babylonian valley
I stand on the mountain of love
With the fist in the air
The air I'm breathin', the
Truth I'm retreavin'
The chambers of my heart I'm revealin'
Every scar and bruise is healin'

When me and Black Fist master
The art of music stealin'
Rap over the cry of the people
With the slide of a needle
Rockin' over two turntables over the
Rockin' of a cradle and the soft singin' of
A mother's soothing voice
Your drunk parents arguing makin' noise
And your grandfather's whistling the
Grim Reaper's whispering
Slow ballads of death and he'll
Make sure that you're listening
The rimshot to the gunshot
Gunclap to the handclap
Footstep to the footchain
Fingersnap to the neck snap
We got a text that will break all bounds
Though these words ain't noting but sounds

But what's sound? Sound is music!
Now what's music? Music is life!
And what's life? Life is death!
Now what's death? Death is silence!
But what's silence? Silence is sound!
So what's sound? Sound is music!
Then what's music? Music is life!
And what's life? Life is death!

So what's death? Death is