Brad Strut, Sean Price - Automatic lyrics

See it's funny how this life spin
Only ever seem to get it when I write sin
With a regret I feel the light dim gradually
Step into the darkness and do
It with a wry grin the name's Bradleigh

I'm up early
Standing weary in the cold steams
It's 7: 30 - check it out I'm knocking on
Getting dough is the theory in
Full effect and functional
On time, punctual to fill the pockets strong
Cos paying dues is a life time 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
Especially when you play this
And realise you're a slave to
Chasing the pay slips
Wanna be wasted in places I can't pronounce
Wanna be faceless to strangers
A charming lout from Terra Australis
I'm known to rock hardest
On a microphone, I'm a hot artist
I get the party people plastered
Years and now mastered
Spears in the stars and sun, the town bastard
You see it's funny how this life spin
Only ever seem to get it when I write sin
With a regret I feel the light dim gradually
Step into the darkness and do
It with a wry grin the name's Bradleigh
Spark it with a small flame
To the people playing in it, yo it's all game
To the people on the planet
Yeah it's all pain
Name's Bradleigh and Strut be my forte
Do it always

Ayo
Kangaroo Jack, smoke black and green weed
Who came in the game
Fell off quick? Kareem Reid
Sean Price, a mother fuckin' bastard 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 wanna - her ass is sweet
Thug African, drug trafficking
Making the dough
Coke habit in the Sahara, I'm making it snow
Got a habit from grabbing ratchets
And making em blow
Flow Jo rapidly running, escaping the foe
That's when I'm backing em' down
Smackin em' down
Clappin' around with a '44 MAC in your pound
Blast it around, snatchin' the crown
Sean Price is the King
Get on your knees bitch and kiss the ring
Motherfucker

You see it's funny how this life spin
Only ever seem to get it when I write sin
With a regret I feel the light dim gradually
Step into the darkness and do
It with a wry grin the name's Bradleigh
Spark it with a small flame
To the people playing in it yo it's all game
To the people on the planet
Yeah it's all pain
Name's Bradleigh and strut be my forte
Do it always

I spent ten years
Prime of my life smoking on cigarettes
Blend beers with Bundaberg Rum and
Still I didn't get
Having my moments, I'm a bad drunk Brad Strut
On me's the onus time to stand up (Brand new)
Finding the 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 would have witnessed I'm a
Low down throw frown
So here we go now, sitting 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 killer
This is fantastic
My brand's manic, you stand in the paddock
I separate the herd with my words, automatic

You see it's funny how this life spin
Only ever seem to get it when I write sin
With a regret I feel the light dim gradually
Step into the darkness and do
It with a wry grin the name's Bradleigh
Spark it with a small flame
To the people playing in it yo it's all game
To the people on the planet
Yeah it's all pain
Name's Bradleigh and strut be my forte
Do it always
You see it's funny how this life spin
Only ever seem to get it when I write sin
With a regret I feel the light dim gradually
Step into the darkness and do
It with a wry grin the name's Bradleigh
Spark it with a small flame
To the people playing in it yo it's all game
To the people on the planet
Yeah it's all pain
Name's Bradleigh and strut be my forte
Do it always

Yeah sean P
Uh, yeah duck down
Unkut yeah
It's automatic brad Strut
Yeah lC
Uh brownsville
To Melbourne back again
We worldwide yeah
Uh brad Strut
Sean P