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letra de mile a minute - walter cannon

[verse 1]
h-llo my name’s cannon
van city kid with a van city p-ssion
and the flow contains that sh-t
that’s really sick, talking that’s really cl-ssic
so educated, no reservations
i just wander and ponder about the mess you making
i just want to conjure images of desolation
and show real. you know these flows k!ll
you’ll need resuscitation or you best be goners. guesstimating that the guest of honour’s
chest is racing, so let’s be honest of problems they left upon us
i’m chronically cynical, obviously pitiful
wishing i could write for pitbull to make a bit of dough
meantime, it is what it is and what it is is just what it always has been
i seem fine, yea but i’m p-ssing out drunk in the hallway again
it’s dream time. don’t worry ’bout me, i’m about to ascend. just watch…

yo i told these motherf-ckers just watch me, cause i’m ’bout to make a million, yea. a million
yea, i said i’m ’bout to make millions. i’m talking millions and millions and…

[chorus]
cause imma make a million tracks, million stacks
although many affiliates feeling this, this feeling is whack
i could play a million shows, but already i know
for every million fans, man there’s a million foes

[verse 2]
my mind’s a mile a minute with only minutes to go so
i’ll finish ya. i’m the prime minister
fried from my indica. time to time spittin’ the
fine design, sick as the final lines given up
listen up, when i spit raps like this fast, you get whip lash
i’m speeding, not even your syntax left intact
get that? i doubt it. like, what the f-ck you know bout it?
this sh-t that o shouted left this kid astounded
he lost it, i found it. i talk this profound sh-t
say my name? sh-t, half the game can’t pr-nounce it
how sick? really sick, are you a f-ckin idiot?
b-tch i’m the sh-t and this kid’s just the sh-ttiest
something like phineas gage, the -ssh0l-
don’t complain saying i’m a crazy -ssh0l-
just cause i hit the town and i painted that gold
by the same vein, you’re a maniac, bro
or maybe i’m crazy because of the visions of grandeur
d-mn, you’re just a man on a mission
you’re wishing for an answer while you’re cannabis ripping
position cannon at the top of canada spitting about…

[chorus]
a million tracks, million stacks
although many affiliates feeling this, this feeling is whack
i could play a million shows, but already i know
for every million fans, man there’s a million foes
my mind’s a mile a minute with only minutes to go so…
yea, i said my mind’s a mile a minute with only minutes to go, yea

- walter cannon

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