Golden Era - Briggs

Woo, put in work

Again and again

Check

I been getting mine 'fore I signed my name upon the dotted line

I bodied anybody who bothered to wanna try

You’re running on borrowed time, I’m gunnin', I’m on sight

Now my record on your forehead, so I know what’s on your mind

From the pessimist nemesis, hate everyone’s guts

On our worst day never get the better of us

Your whole squad’s Festivus, you worship the pole

It’s gotta be told, you thinking about kicking up dust

Or making a fuss?

Teeth, you be picking 'em up

Peace, yeah, cuz we, ha

Think sensible, bring all your friends with you, they’re dispensable

Self-sufficiently, but we don’t kill 'em we got vegetables

Can’t respect that you better respect respect

Crabs in the bucket tryna grab up on the testicles

Briggs on the bill wreck the whole fucking festival

My ventricles move decibels to move a decimal

«Golden—Golden era,

Golden—Golden era, I speak—

«Gold—Golden—Gold—Golden—Gold—Golden—Golden era»

«Now hear this: this era might be the scariest»

«Golden—Golden era,

Go—Golden—Golden era—Golden era—Golden era

Golden—Golden—Golden—Golden era»

«Now hear this: this era might be the scariest»

I banish these amateurs, leave 'em bandages quick

badder than your bedroom batting average is

One man army, you bums can’t harm me

You’re under the thumb, under the bus, under a palm tree

That’s where the bad man is, nothin but bad manners

Your words are skin deep just like your bad tan is

Twisting up your panties, popping a couple xannies

get chair wrapped around your head like bandanas

Brain damage, I already did

Famine in my crib, not raising a thing

Did that in my apartment, spent a lot on garments

And drank more milk than a room of dairy farmers

The devilish things the devilish do

Find out, get between a hungry man and his food

There ain’t telling his father of the damage he’ll do

But I managed to manage a couple bangers for you

«Golden—Golden era,

Golden—Golden era, I speak—

«Gold—Golden—Gold—Golden—Gold—Golden—Golden era»

«Now hear this: this era might be the scariest»

«Golden—Golden era,

Go—Golden—Golden era—Golden era—Golden era

Golden—Golden—Golden—Golden era»

«Now hear this: this era might be the scariest»

You should never speak ill of the dead

But when I’m gone just remember I was iller than them

You should never speak ill of the dead

But when I’m gone just remember I was iller than them

«Golden—Golden era,

Golden—Golden era, I speak—

«Gold—Golden—Gold—Golden—Gold—Golden—Golden era»

«Now hear this: this era might be the scariest»

«Golden—Golden era,

Go—Golden—Golden era—Golden era—Golden era

Golden—Golden—Golden—Golden era»

«Now hear this: this era might be the scariest»