Walter Cannon - The Recipe lyrics

It's Walter Cannon. It's the mixtape [Verse 1] Yo we about to lift off as I kick off and spit a bit of some hip-hop They sh** talk cause they pissed off that this kid keep it fresher than Ziplock And they kind of don't, so I lock and load. You can call me the constable I phenomenal with flow nautical and you really just gotta go You're an impostor and it's impossible for you to even visit like conjugal I'm home and no one's as audible as the kid with the kicks with the waffle sole I got a lot of soul, yea I'm heaven sent I'm astronomical, yea you know that's definite I've got the evidence, that's the eloquence Yeah I'm incredible but they're incredulous That means they don't believe me, cats think I'm so deceiving Ask if I really spit it so good, I'm just like "Okay please, g "Does a bear not sh** in the woods? And does a kid not smoke in BC? Am I not all-over stoned and directed at the tv on any given Sunday yelling, 'Go Khaleesi'?" One part Cannon, that is the recipe. And honestly, man, I know if you step to me Breaking your face, I have got a propensity and that is something I'm hoping we'll get to see [Chorus] Oh no, don't you know? My flow's on overload I go for broke but you don't know this, though They got the gold and so you notice those I tell 'em get back, check that, all you are's a dead whack Walk into my d**h trap, man you don't want to test that I go so hard The way I flow's like they've never been shown the stars [Verse 2] I'm in outer space, this ain't even a race to me I don't chase my dreams, I leave 'em chasing me Doing it from A to Z, yeah we be going the hardest They see we are sick, that's why they treat us like targets Spit fire like arson, it's alarming. Got the bloods**ers coming no warning, and they starving So grab the garlic, the silver, and the stakes. Never seen such carnage, delivering they fates And what I say's never a mistake when as veteran as I and getting better with age And it ain't written in the sky like Letterman, Dave. The late night's got me high, it's been a hell of a day But if Edison say to reinvent the game then Imma spend all night and Imma spend all day And I'll investigate from the best to lames, label you sh**, you defecate But then I say that this gon' change, sh** too basic like "It's 'gon rain" sh** too basic like this c**aine, sh**'s no name but it's okay It's all great, yeah it's all good. Tony the tiger, Tiger Woods But show me light because homie, if I don't get higher then I'll end your life for good Like I should. So pa** that O sack and throw that so lil' homie can roll that And toast that to the kid with the dope raps even though muf**as still don't know that [Chorus] Oh no, don't you know? My flow's on overload I go for broke but you don't know this, though They got the gold and so you notice those I tell 'em get back, check that, all you are's a dead whack Walk into my d**h trap, man you don't want to test that I go so hard The way I flow's like they've never been shown the stars