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automatic [official remix] - brad strut lyrics

[commentary: brad strut]
yeah, as we go on, man
this is the official remix of automatic
by bva and battlehoggs
listen up

[verse 1: brad strut]
i’m up early, standin’ weary, the cold steams
it’s seven*thirty, check it out, i’m knockin’ on
gettin’ dough is the theory in full effect and functional
on time, punctual to fill the pockets strong
‘cause payin’ dues is a lifetime mission
a pipeline vision in a strife*torn prison
of thoughts choked and dreams broke and no wishes
ever coming true, i refuse to be restricted (not me)
it weighs thick, espеcially when you play this
and realise you’rе a slave to chasin’ the pay slips
wanna be wasted in places i can’t pr*nounce
wanna be faceless to strangers, a charming lout
from terra australis, i’m known to rock hardest
on microphones, i’m a hot artist
so get the party people plastered, years and now mastered
spears in the stars and sun, the town b*st*rd

[chorus]
“auto*matic, just for my people”
“it’s automatic”
“auto*matic, ju*just for my crew”
“it’s au*au*au*au*it’s automa*matic”
“auto*matic, just for my people”
“it’s automatic*ma*matic”
“auto*matic, just for my crew*crew*crew*crew*crew”
[verse 2: sean price]
ay, yo, kangaroo jack, smoke black and green weed
who came in the game, fell off quick? kareem reid
sean price, a motherf*ckin’ b*st*rd beast
with a bullet that touch kids like catholic priests
clap your peeps, smash your fleet, trap your niece
in the corner, do what i want, her ass is sweet
thug african, drug traffickin’, making the dough
coke habit in the sahara, i’m makin’ this snow
got a habit from grabbin’ ratchets and making ‘em blow
flow jo rapidly runnin’, escapin’ the fold
that’s when i’m backing em’ down, smackin em’ down
clappin’ around
with a ’44 mac in the pound, blast it around
sn*tchin’ the crown, sean price is the king
get on your knees, b*tch, and kiss the ring, motherf*cker

[chorus]
“auto*matic, just for my people”
“it’s automatic”
“auto*matic, ju*just for my crew”
“it’s au*au*au*au*it’s automa*matic”
“auto*matic, just for my people”
“it’s automatic*ma*matic”
“auto*matic, just for my crew*crew*crew*crew*crew”
[verse 3: brad strut]
i spent ten years, prime a my life smokin’ on cigarettes
blend beers with bundaberg rum and still i didn’t get
havin’ my moments, i’m a bad drunk; brad strut
on me’s the onus, time to stand up, brand new
findin’ a purpose, i’m a fan still, brad’s ill
you had your chance but didn’t grab on, had you
taken a minute just to scope out, no doubt
you woulda witnessed, i’m a low down throw frown
so here we go now, sittin’ with a pen in hand
no expectations, waiting patient for my ten grand
me and my friends, man, dismantle microphones
devise your best plan to even try invoke
you better write the quotes iller than a pandemic
this man’s epic, i’m a k!ller, this is fantastic
my brand’s manic, you stand in the paddock
i separate the herd with my words, automatic

- brad strut lyrics

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