Bad Move

Verse 1 (Briggs) Ethnicity's irrelevant Black and white they all banging it Steel capped boots to the brains that im hammering Face turned from the back hand Congratulations you just met the milkman He was all that, more than you thought Got a following like brothablack up in the store, (Security!) Lacks quality, you've heard it all before? With a bad move like a white dude on the dance floor? And that's funny - fucking with Briggs is like fucking with shep: Another bad move sonny Sayin shit I know I'll get in trouble for: "Fuck Rolf Harris and his dumb cunt wobble board!" Feed the liquor to the bigger figure Don't leave me to be the babysitter Cause your kid might learn some bad words and bad terms; Ah fuck it they growing up quick ha? Chourus (Briggs) Fucking around with me - that's a bad move Bad mouth the team - that's a bad move Disrespecting me, and then you're going to sleep You'd better believe that's a bad move Verse 2 (Briggs) Briggs disk is the shit, your shit gets skipped cause Your diss don't sound like this And if it did - nobody would hear Cause you're doing what I've done - done did it last year, No doubt, I'm the best cunt going Sociopath - I killed this without knowing Outgrowing, too big for the boots (?) Smash it up wrap it up, too bad for the booth And these cats, they far from par Like me on a Friday staggering bar to bar; You half as hard, you half retard Say your Bs like umm and arrr Fucking spit it out, cough it up son, get it out Or just sit back and get with it (?) now Talk about how you gonna bring the Brigga down; Huh yeah well (bring em out, bring em out) Chourus (Briggs) Verse 3 (Briggs) Twice the size, ten times as nice(?) One mic, one night, one type of guy Six times the cunt, nine times as fly Eight times the drunk; gin laced with lime And I'm better: today, tomorrow, forever Dont act like you can stand next to the second letter Be about your wits cause you're about to lose : Your chick's about to wish that Briggs had never met her If I were you I would hate me too Check the stats son - I'm supposed to lose So I roll with a chosen few Make sure that you can trust those who are close to you Now turn it up, it's a Homemade Bomb movement Let em know who it is when you do this Stamp yor name on it, plant your frame on it And make 'em feel the wrath when you move it Chourus (Briggs)