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golden era records - lunchroom table lyrics

[scratches/hook: [?]]
“i used to play beats on the lunchroom table”
“[?]”
“i used to play beats on the lunchroom table”
“[?]”
“i used to play beats on the lunchroom table”
“[?]”
“that’s just the state of mind that i’m in”
“that’s just the state of mind that i’m in”

[verse 1: trials]
see i was nine in grade five, i got my first mixtape
it was a 100 miles and runnin’ and their mistake
the b-side was ill, doggystyle ninety-three till
watched the interviews, read the liner notes, skipped the interludes
before the beef and well-wishing were dead
[?] said “f-ck that” and shot himself in the head
you want that kickback, cool out, hardcore, grimy sh-t
you can find it right between the ninety-two and ninety-six

[verse 2: suffa]
mc twist used to tell me ’bout the cocaine dealers
and fillers, man you could feel ’em back when ghostface k!llah
had a mask on his face, [?] masta ace
third base, no [?]
i used to laugh at racist remarks from x clan
but come away wishin’ i could rhyme like brother j
and i could give a f-ck about a summers day with fresh prince
he could suck a, suck a, suck a breath mint

[commentary: newsense]
this is newsense from broken tooth entertainment, and you’re tuned into the golden era mixtape. big up trials

[verse 3: briggs]
i had a pencil case full of tapes, player in a bad state
couldn’t tell ya how many joints that b-tch ate
gravediggaz [?] villian, gorillas in the mist
lookin’ at my cousins, i was like “what the f-ck is this?”
snoop dogg forgot his name, cube had a [?]
pac k!lled everyone… except the wu-tang
mase mumbled too much and couldn’t f-ck with ghostface
even though [?] missy el’ [?]

[verse 4: sesta]
[?] started in ninety-three, [?] fin rot
no rap section, [?] no hip-hop
[?]
[?]
[?] the source
so my sister got it for me, she was livin’ abroad
i got the [?] vhs
doggystyle on the side k!ll the weekday stress
and no one at my school had really heard of a rap
but i’ve got geto boys on the bus [?]
and if i couldn’t turn you with, i’d turn you with nothing
and then an organ donor made me wanna take up production
no wonder that the girls had no time for ses
he was listening to big before life after death
with the s-x skit on repeat and talked like s-x on the regular
never woulda guessed that it never got… better

[commentary: hunter]
yeah, yeah. this is hunter from the sbx. you know the golden era is bringing the terror. ah man, shout out. love and respect from the west

[segue: suffa]
what it is!

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