Automatic(Instrumental) - Blueprint

Automatic -Blueprint
Ease up, my feet is up, sittin’on my re-up| the whip paid cash
not worried about a lease up| Harassing my assets, talking
about a freeze up| IRS want taxes all they get is these nuts|
Need much more before you see him lose his stride| his body’s
airborn but his minds pool side| Got options, scoff at the thought
of do-or-die| your attempts at getting live only end in suicide|
You scared of hard work, he at the pad doing yard work|
*tin on the industry and all of circle-jerks| Perks for the
verse, VIP cause the beat bang| step up your work ethic maybe
we hang| when I’m bored again| just might take you under
wing| the overlordean scores again| you still and underling|
if you’re looking for an image of what this all means| it’s a
Delorean| my music is the future it seems| it’s automatic
Automatic (4x)
Fly as I can be| To see eye-to-eye with me you probably gotta
climb a tree| No more sweat-pants or 5x white tees| Stop
turning every skirt that flirt into wife-piece| No begging for
*es or begging for listeners| Its hard enough making hard
work seem effortless| You want a deeper meaning inside of
the sentences?| Then play the record backwards for subliminal
messages| I got the laser scope right on a sambo| Or posted
up a wifey’s house reading my manuals| Trying to make a
soft-synth sound like a sample| Cause everybody want your
progress to seem more gradual| Like a born again| everything
about me is clean| Time to explore again| the music is a
series of streams| If you’re looking for an image of what this
all means| It’s a Delorean| my music is the future it seems|
it’s automatic