Skyzoo - Sound Like... lyrics
[Skyzoo - Sound Like... lyrics]
Part where you get reminded
Where catching everything that you thought
Will make you rewind it
Like everything you knew that you
Caught, you still behind it
So everything you get is in
Parts, like it's consignment
Part of it sounds more like
Sitting under the floor might
Be enough to sit you above
What all the applause like
And all of the applause is
Singing in uniform right?
And then you take note what
These harmonies can harm like
It sounds like smoke outta the
Scope how the grey on
And then the smoke clears and
Everybody you play gone
And may yall, continue to pray
On who you root on, like stay on and make a
Seance out of a nuance
And say y'all get in the way
Of what I been due on
My catalog is like Avon
Meets brother Mouzone
Threw y'all a 3 peat and we
Bout to part 4 it
You either part for it or parkour it
This what it sound like
When you give the sound light
And everything above it wind up
Under the ground like
If everything above it is the
Reason it sound right
Then it was cut from it but it's
Cut out around like bet it that
It sounds like raising a 45
And making the floor rise
All while explaining apartheid
All while changing a car ride
To aiming at off sides
All while playing the Pharcyde, and
Pray if the car dies
That you was low enough to get lost by
Whoever had a set on your door side
Closer than a rear view, low
As it appears to
Where they grow weight and throw
Weight like Amir do
And at The Roots of it all
There be more to adhere to
Say to do what you do with your
Arms if you can bear to
It sounds like a fist in the air
Meets a brick in the air
Meets baguettes meets the vision impaired
Or it sounds like visions in pairs
And depending on how you pronounce both
Is what'll get to appear
It sounds like rug money that
Turn into plug money
That turn into overturning the plug's money
This what it sound like
This what it sound like
When you give the sound light
And everything above it wind up
Under the ground like
If everything above it is the
Reason it sound right
Then it was cut from it but it's
Cut out around like bet it that
And bet it that it sounds like a
Run that ain't nobody ever ran on
Ship it how I whip it, no dance on
You get your Stan on
For whoever they got you beside
Until your G drop out when
It be time to align
Line up like twelve when
They be Tryna collide, they add you on by
Tryna divide, another time
Know me, know I put the
Sublime in the subliminal
Your fanbase wanna bid something, mine
Done did a few
And when your fave is spitting that
Shit and you seem surprised
I'm Eric betting with Kyle, I'm
Feeding 'em from behind
Word to Kenny, all this works
Who working with me?
‘cause it was either work out a
Verse or work a semi
Box out like Hakeem, 30 20
Threw the pump fake and they’re
Thinking I work for semi
'lotta lines, I’ll leave you the time
To go and break those
Meanwhile I'm ducking from plain clothes
'cause this what it sounds like
When you give the sound light
And everything above it wind up
Under the ground like
If everything above it is the
Reason it sound right
Then it was cut from it but it's
Cut out around like bet it that