Gradient - Automatic Flow lyrics

[Verse 1: TASK1ne] Yo. T.A.S.K Spit flames like it's kerosene While y'all hang around like David Carradine So fly I came with a pair of wings Take the hottest chick to a Dairy Queen (Dairy Queen?) I'm very clean My brain isn't where it seems It's in fertilizer turn a cypher to a scary scene Go hard when I slaughter rappers then I'm autographing all their coffins after I suggest all of y'all should back up Out of this world I got a call from NASA Causing laughter It's not an option Banging chicks older than Dolly Parton Eat a rapper like it's Olive Garden But here's just something you gotta pardon A wack verse makes me act worse So eat a dick like it's bratwurst I'll put a mothaf**a in the gra**, dirt Or a black hurst when I attack first So don't you throw your life away Nothing else you can try to say Your whole camp could just die today, brains fried like I stuck it in a microwave I'm high today but no purple in my lungs Run up on a n***a with the Terminator gun k**ing all these features like I'm murdering for fun And I lost a lotta weight but these verses weigh a ton Raaaawrrrrr Sac-town alien Nothing else y'all can say to him Boy I'll bust you right in your cranium and I play to win with Gradient [Chorus] We're shuttin' sh** down Gonna merc ‘em in a minute with the automatic flow They're wonderin' how They didn't think we could do it but we let ‘em all know The fun is in town Eugene to Northfield to Sacramento Travel the map, attackin' the rap, when it happens you know it's not accidental We're shuttin' sh** down Gonna merc ‘em in a minute with the automatic flow They're wonderin' how They didn't think we could do it but we let ‘em all know The fun is in town Wicked the way the we bust And we're comin' for the crown And you can't take it from us [Verse 2: Gradient] Whoa, this some kinda phenomenon I'mma need a bowl of ramen I'm just feelin' hungry and the beat is lunch So I'm eatin' up this song I'm on You can't f** with Task and him You throwin' parties, we're crashin' them This beat is bananas and we just need our pota**ium I plan to ravage any average rapper while my tracks I burn Savagely attack emcees then have ‘em file my tax return Yeah I said it Got no loans and I got good credit But I went broke to make this album I don't care about income, I care about outcome You're in the middle like Malcolm While I'm line dancin' with Bryan Cranston But I might just make him mad Like Walter White from Breaking Bad Bring the heat like there's no tomorrow You can't beat us so you follow Me and Task1ne are two leaders like a soda bottle So just wallow in your hopelessness, I'm focusin' I'm knowin' that my flow is sick, I'm hopin' that you don't exist ‘Cause they're mistaken if they think there's something they can do Biblically k**in' ‘em ‘cause I Cain And I'm Abel too [Chorus]