The Sound ft. Stoney P, J.A.G. & Ezz Lyrics

Yeah this The Sound of a man who been crowned

Not by others, by himself

He ain't really need ya, he checked his wealth

Not by the coin and the dollars that he's dealt

By the gems in his belt, cause they're skills that he'll use

To start making these records sell

Had to check myself, something ain't been connecting

You know it takes more than a crown to make a lasting affection

That's why my stresses are prevalent

But I ain't stopping, I'm getting it

Popping my chest with an air of confidence worth investing in

Been impressed with it, rapping on beats I made in a stress

The kid, pulling through any and all duress

I did, what's the problem?

If ya'll ain't know my hard work content is honest

My word is a Creed, you can call me Adonis

Living up to the promise of greatness

Cause making it ain't always flawless

Thinking on it, everyday every moment

Worthy opponents are me, myself, and I

Beating you was a bonus, so just hit me when it's the time

I'ma bring what they wanting

Welcome back, it's a return to the game

Can't ride the bench for half the season then expect Hall of Fame

I'm back in black, like those Australian fuckers

In 73' back to back like Bron in Cleveland after leaving The Heat

Mmm, I guess you gave it all away then

You're losing your head, you need some food?

Come grab a plate then, these feelings of dread like staying stagnant

I relate them, my statements convey them

Souplex your ass, I'm raving

When's the comeback Stoney?

About two weeks ago, they told me

I been in the studio once again with all my homies

Zakiah been cooking up all the beats, like fried baloney

So I'm going in, if you ain't Stoney then you ain't my friend

The ship is sinking, and moral is thin

The only thing to keep you thinking, the kitchen sink and all that you believe in

A motion picture paramount to all resistance

Could never be enough to show Anomaly's commitment

Bitch

Flow mysterious, haven't slept in days might be delirious

Every time I lay the pen to the page, I take it serious

Feeling agitated, been scraping by my whole life

And I've been hella patient, ya'll are just a waste of my time

Too many people acting fake, running round playing both sides

Always known I'm made for greatness

It's just a matter of grind

Never needed the validation, how I'm training my mind

Ain't no time to be complacent, real sick of working this nine to five

I'm alright, so for now I'ma live what's been spoken

I've been rapping and singing, they got a problem I know it

And when I step up to the plate just know that this is my moment

One of the greatest rappers out, it's just bout time that I own it

Yeah

Step to my face, I'll knock you back into place

Don't you dare ask for my grace, just back up I need the space uhhh

I don't care bout how you act, never did as a matter of fact

I am living large, I just had to subtract you

From the equation of me, looking after Ezz

Focused on my inquiry, just getting smarter and smarter

And working harder and harder, till the day that it all pays off

And prove it to the ones who scoffed at me, and all my dreams and intentions

For what I see in my future, I'm looking straight through the storm

And no I never had no tutor, yeah my bars are always super

Smooth and slick, like Rick

Spit em quick, even when I'm feeling sick

Don't need you, I got my click

Anomaly that's for life, don't you ever get it twisted

And honestly since the day I was born, I knew that I was gifted

With my flows and game, this little spark became a flame

You can call me insane

One day I'ma claim my fame, all of ya'll can stay the same

Haha, so you can go ahead and live inside your little shell

But we gon' make these records sell

Stoney P, JAG, Z and me

Together we're Anomaly

Yeah and we gon' make these records sell

Yeah this The Sound of a man who been crowned

Not by others, by himself

He ain't really need ya, he checked his wealth

Not by the coin and the dollars that he's dealt

By the gems in his belt, cause they're skills that he'll use

To start making these records

This The Sound of a man who been crowned

Not by others, by himself

He ain't really need ya, he checked his wealth

Not by the coin and the dollars that he's dealt

By the gems in his belt, cause they're skills that he'll use

To start making these records sell