Gradient - Automatic Flow [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[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 mothafucka in the grass, 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 nigga with the Terminator gun
Killing 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’ shit 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’ shit 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 fuck with Task and him
You throwin’ parties, we’re crashin’ them
This beat is bananas and we just need our potassium
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 killin’ ‘em ‘cause I Cain
And I’m Abel too

[Chorus]