[Intro: Trials]
That's the deal for real
My man Briggs 'bout to let it burn
This joint got left off The Blacklist
Purely because Jaytee fucked it up way too much
"Make your soul burn"
"Block is hot, hot, ho-, ho-, hot, hot"
"Play with fire and get-get burned"
"B-b-burn s-slow"
[Verse 1: Briggs]
Bottle shop's a short walk, begin the onslaught
Spirits of all sorts are back to the old haunt
Same thought, let 'em feel the brainstorm
Briggs is back, rest is packed, they gone
Straight missin', milk carton status
No one gives a fuck, it's just one less rapper
One less demo and one less disk
And one more grave at the back of thе crib
Hip-hop right now, she's an ugly bitch
Ugly stick, fuck that, give it a facelift
Makе it rain (Yeah), I'm meant to break shit
Put a spin on this thing, I'll make you backflip
Put your teeth in your brain when the track hit
And you can't get enough of this bastard
Up since yesterday, I'm makin' classics
[Jobs don't work?], I'm doing this rap shit
[Chorus: Briggs & Samples]
And when I'm in the booth, let it burn, let it burn
If I'm talking to you, let it burn, let it burn
Then you know what to do: let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, son, let it burn
"Make your soul burn"
"Block is hot, hot, ho-, ho-, hot, hot"
"Play with fire and get burned"
"B-b-burn s-slow"
[Verse 2: Briggs]
Ain't no one doing it better than this
I got my wordplay embedded in these kids
[And I win better and better?] than this bitch
First name Adam, last name Briggs
Juggernaut, straight-up cannonball
Down from the mountain like, "Yo, let me at 'em all"
Holding collateral, half man or animal
[Want your fist smashed?] Then we grab it all
Hardly human, hardly moving
Insomniac work while the rest are snoozers
So you sleep while I make maneuvers
Lace your whole squad with the scrapes and bruises
Don't [?], gotta strong-arm this
'Fore you get long dick [?] long arm, kid
And I ain't going anywhere, let me make that clear
Ladies and gentlemen, the milkman's here
[Chorus: Briggs & Samples]
And when I'm in the booth, let it burn, let it burn
If I'm talking to you, let it burn, let it burn
Then you know what to do: let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, son, let it burn
"Make your soul burn"
"Block is hot, hot, ho-, ho-, hot, hot"
"Play with fire and get burned"
"B-b-burn s-slow"
[Interlude: [?], [?] & K21]
"Yo, you know what it is right now
It's the X Factor, DJ [?], world-famous executioner
And you know what it is, man, right now
You're listening to the best of the Golden Era
With my man, Briggs live
Melbourne, Australia, all of Australia, worldwide
Stand the fuck up, you know what it is, hey, Briggs, man
Tell these ma'fuckers what time it is, man"
"Ayo, this is [Pado?]
Big uppin' the shit out of the Golden Era friendships, man
Reppin' down here in Coburg, Melbourne
Eating a fucking kebab and drinking a fucking can of coke and shit
Big up yourselves, boom"
"This is K21, and you're listening to the Golden Era mixtape, braap"
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