Bad Move

[Intro]
Yo, Jaytee rack 'em up, Hazard Productions
You done it again, son

[Verse 1]
Ethnicity irrelevant, black and white they all bangin' it
Steel capped boot to the brains that I'm hammerin'
Face hurt from the backhand
(Congratulations) You just met the milkman
He was all that, more than you thought
Got a following like Brothablack up in a store (security!)
Lacks quality, you've heard it all before?
With a bad move like a white dude on a dancefloor
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?

[Chorus]
Fuck around with me, that's a bad move
Bad mouth the team, that's a bad move
Disrespectin' me, and then you goin' to sleep?
You better believe that's a bad move

[Scratches: Jayteehazard]
"I don't even care"
"Makin' a bad move"
"Everybody can't lose"
"That's a bad move"

[Verse 2]
Briggs disk is the shit, your shit gets skipped 'cause
Your disc don't sound like this
And if it did, nobody would hear
'Cause you're doing what I've done, I done did it last year
No doubt, I'm the best cunt goin'
Sociopath, I killed this without knowin'
Outgrown, too big for their 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 piece like um and uh
Fuckin' spit it out, cough it up, son, get it out
Just sit back and get [?] now
And talk about how you gonna bring the Brigga down;
Huh? Yeah, well "bring 'em out, bring 'em out"

[Chorus]
Fuck around with me, that's a bad move
Bad mouth the team, that's a bad move
Disrespectin' me, and then you goin' to sleep?
You better believe that's a bad move

[Scratches: Jayteehazard]
"I don't even care"
"Makin' a bad move"
"Everybody can't lose"
"That's a bad move"

[Verse 3]
I'm twice the size, ten times as nice
One mic, one night, one [?]
Six times the cunt, nine times as fly
Eight times the drunk; gin laced with lime
And I'm better: today, tomorrow, forever
Don't act like you can stand next to the second letter
Be about your wits 'cause you're about to lose
Your chick, and start to wish that Briggs had never met her
If I were you probably hate me too
Check the stats, son, I'm supposed to lose
So I move 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

[Chorus]
Fuck around with me, that's a bad move
Bad mouth the team, that's a bad move
Disrespectin' me, and then you goin' to sleep?
You better believe that's a bad move

[Scratches: Jayteehazard]
"I don't even care"
"Makin' a bad move"
"Everybody can't lose"
"That's a bad move"
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