My Sound
Kano Lyrics


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My sound's the realest
My sound's the real deal
Hold tight the ends, East Ham, Plaistow, Stratford
Canning Town, stand up, ayy!

Hold tight the ends got to fill the city
Got the whole ends and Richard with me
Man like Goose and my nigga Sticky
Ashmond just got the Richard Mille
Man can't call me no pickaninny
Big magnum cost a pretty penny
Couple LPs and a couple Diddys
Couple Liv Popes and a couple Iggys
All-white dance get shutdown
Ragga, them pedals just touch down
Gyal come with you, they're with us now
Boogie got jungle on lock now
I don't cut shapes, I just cut riddim
If it ain't Vybez, I ain't fucking with it
Rudeboys don't response for no dissing
Catch up inna big is a man's schism
Man have got the rum-pu-pu-pum-pum
Mek a boy run like he stole something
Run up on me, that's a madness
Rum-pu-pu-pum-pum
Hold tight the mandem on lockdown
God bless and keep your 'ead up now
Wifey was real, she did hold out
Dozen roses up her nose now

My sound's the realest, we know
Shut down dance wherever we go
And we keep a big ting for those haters
And it goes po-po-po-po-po-po
My sound's the realest, we know
Shut down dance wherever we go
And we keep a big ting for those haters
And it goes po-po-po-po-po-po

Corned beef and rice, it was real then
Please buss a shot for your real friend
Man like Fab and my nigga Smithy
Got the whole ends and Richard with me
Man just might fly up Manny
Link up the mandem are many
Got a couple bruddas up country
Hold tight Kygo and Jus D

My sound's the realest, we know
Shut down dance wherever we go
And we keep a big ting for those haters
And it goes po-po-po-po-po-po
My sound's the realest, we know
Shut down dance wherever we go
And we keep a big ting for those pagans
And it goes (po-po-po-po-po-po)
Dem boy some haters
Hating for real
Those boys some haters
So we keep a big ting for those pagans
And it goes (everybody dead now)

We either whine gyal or we stan' up
But badman don't MC Hammer
Made in the manor where the guns dem clap up
Don't need no Santa fi boy get wrap up
Must big up Marlene and Big Pat up
RIP Auntie Vicky, true champion
Down by the River Thames, old Hammond
Mum played Beres and she played Daddy
They scream no black role models on these streets
But man model Roleys out on these streets
Tryna push a roller out on these streets
Tryna get a Rover out on these deets
Paid my dues, then get no receipt
This the motherfucking thanks I get from this scene?
Ten years deep, a thousand 16s
And man a headline but didn't receive
Let me bloodclart live, spit my bloodclart shit
I'm a forefather, that's my bloodclart kids
Tell a hater it is what it bloodclart is
Then tell a real sound man to bring back my ting

My sound's the realest, we know
Shut down dance wherever we go
And we keep the big sitting for those haters
And it goes po-po-po-po-po-po
My sound's the realest, we know
Shut down dance wherever we go
And we keep a big ting for those haters
And it goes po-po-po-po-po-po
My sound's the realest
My sound's the real




My end's the realest
My mandem real

Overall Meaning

In Kano's song "My Sound," the lyrics reflect a sense of pride in the artist's roots and his unique style. The song celebrates the authenticity of Kano's sound and his connection to his East London neighborhood. The opening lines, "My sound's the realest, My sound's the real deal, Hold tight the ends, East Ham, Plaistow, Stratford, Canning Town, stand up," establish his strong affiliation with these areas and the people who reside there.


Throughout the song, Kano acknowledges the support and camaraderie he receives from his friends and associates. He mentions individuals like Richard, Goose, Sticky, Ashmond, and others who are part of his inner circle. The lyrics also touch upon material possessions such as a Richard Mille watch, a magnum champagne, LP records, and expensive cars, which serve as status symbols.


Kano emphasizes his dedication to his music and his refusal to compromise on his artistic choices. He highlights his preference for certain genres like Vybez and Jungle and dismisses any music that does not align with his tastes. He also addresses the ups and downs of his career, expressing frustration at the lack of recognition he feels he deserves, despite his longevity in the industry.


Overall, "My Sound" showcases Kano's pride in his community, his commitment to his craft, and his determination to stay true to himself despite the challenges he faces.


Line by Line Meaning

My sound's the realest
My style of music is the most authentic and genuine


Hold tight the ends, East Ham, Plaistow, Stratford
Acknowledge and pay respect to the areas of East Ham, Plaistow, and Stratford


Canning Town, stand up, ayy!
Show support and pride for Canning Town


Hold tight the ends got to fill the city
Respect to my neighborhood for representing and influencing the entire city


Got the whole ends and Richard with me
I am accompanied by many people from my neighborhood, including Richard


Man like Goose and my nigga Sticky
I have close friends named Goose and Sticky


Ashmond just got the Richard Mille
Ashmond recently purchased a Richard Mille watch


Man can't call me no pickaninny
Nobody can disrespect me or insult me


Big magnum cost a pretty penny
My gun, a magnum, is expensive and valuable


Couple LPs and a couple Diddys
I own a few luxury LP records and expensive cigars (Diddys)


Couple Liv Popes and a couple Iggys
I have a few Liv magazines and expensive sports cars (Iggys)


All-white dance get shutdown
When I perform at a dance party, it becomes a huge success and dominates


Ragga, them pedals just touch down
Ragga, a genre of music, has recently gained popularity


Gyal come with you, they're with us now
Girls who were previously with you are now with our group


Boogie got jungle on lock now
Boogie now dominates the jungle music scene


I don't cut shapes, I just cut riddim
I don't dance fancy, I focus on creating the perfect rhythm


If it ain't Vybez, I ain't fucking with it
If the music doesn't have a specific vibe and energy, I'm not interested


Rudeboys don't response for no dissing
Rudeboys do not tolerate disrespect or insults


Catch up inna big is a man's schism
Engaging in a fight with a big man is a dangerous situation


Man have got the rum-pu-pu-pum-pum
I possess a powerful and intimidating presence


Mek a boy run like he stole something
Make a boy run away as if he has stolen something


Run up on me, that's a madness
Approaching me aggressively would result in chaos


Hold tight the mandem on lockdown
Show support and solidarity for the guys in lockdown


God bless and keep your 'ead up now
May God bless and protect you, stay strong


Wifey was real, she did hold out
My partner was loyal and stayed committed


Dozen roses up her nose now
She is now addicted to drugs


And we keep a big ting for those haters
We are prepared with a powerful weapon for those who dislike us


And it goes po-po-po-po-po-po
We use the weapon to intimidate and silence the haters


Corned beef and rice, it was real then
Corned beef and rice used to be a genuine and affordable meal


Please buss a shot for your real friend
Raise a glass in honor of your true friend


Man like Fab and my nigga Smithy
I have close friends named Fab and Smithy


Got a couple bruddas up country
I have a few friends in other parts of the country


Hold tight Kygo and Jus D
Show appreciation for Kygo and Jus D


Dem boy some haters
Those guys are a bunch of haters


Hating for real
They genuinely dislike and envy us


Those boys some haters
Those guys are a bunch of haters


So we keep a big ting for those pagans
We are prepared with a powerful weapon for our enemies


And it goes (po-po-po-po-po-po)
We use the weapon to intimidate and silence the pagans


We either whine gyal or we stan' up
We either dance with girls or stand confidently


But badman don't MC Hammer
I act tough, but I don't dance like MC Hammer


Made in the manor where the guns dem clap up
I come from a neighborhood where guns are frequently fired


Don't need no Santa fi boy get wrap up
I don't need any Christmas presents to harm someone


Must big up Marlene and Big Pat up
I want to give recognition and respect to Marlene and Big Pat


RIP Auntie Vicky, true champion
Rest in peace to Auntie Vicky, a truly amazing person


Down by the River Thames, old Hammond
In the area near the River Thames, an old Hammond organ is played


Mum played Beres and she played Daddy
My mom used to listen to Beres Hammond and Daddy U-Roy


They scream no black role models on these streets
People complain that there are no positive black role models in our community


But man model Roleys out on these streets
But I wear and display expensive Rolex watches in our neighborhood


Tryna push a roller out on these streets
I'm trying to own and show off a luxury car (Rolls Royce) in our community


Tryna get a Rover out on these deets
Trying to obtain a Range Rover and showcase it in our neighborhood


Paid my dues, then get no receipt
I worked hard and made significant contributions but received no appreciation or validation


This the motherfucking thanks I get from this scene?
Is this the appreciation I receive from the music industry?


Ten years deep, a thousand 16s
After ten years in the industry, I have written and performed numerous compelling verses


And man a headline but didn't receive
Despite being a headliner, I didn't receive the recognition or rewards I deserve


Let me bloodclart live, spit my bloodclart shit
Allow me to express myself freely and passionately


I'm a forefather, that's my bloodclart kids
I am a respected and influential figure, and these are my children


Tell a hater it is what it bloodclart is
Inform the haters that things are the way they are, and there's nothing they can do about it


Then tell a real sound man to bring back my ting
After that, request a talented DJ or music producer to bring back my original sound


My end's the realest
My neighborhood is the most genuine


My mandem real
My close friends are authentic and true




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: Kane Robinson

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