[Verse 1: Consensus]
Horse legged, they're assuming I walk less
Refuse to be force fed by a strategized appetiser
Mouth wide open I'm an Adam sized apple biter
Files downloaded from the fact of life app designer
Message received through satellite active flier:
Frequent flier miles, gas for higher
I said message received through the Channel 5 passive liar:
Liar, wait 'til you catch alight, pants on fire!
Fire, wait 'til you catch alight, massive pyre!
Liar...wait 'til you catch alight!
I guess you've met your match before gas ignites
I've not once met my match in any man alive!
I see the slaughterer preparing the lambs juice
The torturer preparing the man noose
When taught to be the bearer of bad news
You ought to be aware of the plan
'Cos important what you wear when the main shoots
[Hook: Consensus]
I dare you to shoot the messenger!
I dare you to shoot the messenger!
Acting like you're not the same as the rest of us!
You're not the same as the best of us!
And that's why you got the blame!
I dare you to shoot the messenger!
I dare you to shoot the messenger!
Acting like you're not the same as the rest of us!
You're not the same as the best of us!
And that's why you got the blame!
[Verse 2: PhybaOptikz]
The Morse code beeps, vital message released
Marine methods - on the radar - keep my enemies fleet
Tempers kept at bay, anchors deep like cemetery sleep..
The connection with my team elite, embedded in speech
'Murder she wrote', riddled within the words of the quotes
A skirmish of notes, with episodes of bourbon enclosed
Sealed the envelope, delivered fresh with perfect approach
Colloquial, every prose gifts a curse in a dose, spoke..
Holding Mont blancs, ink-stains in fonts bronze
Me and Con stomp a stampede across your Tom Tom
You're messing with the wrong dons, brother we're beyond strong
Far from a message in a bottle, this is Carte Blanche..
It's hard to fathom the mechanics in this labyrinth
Where man are running marathons and trying to grasp the captioning
To catch a glimpse, but motherfucker you ain't catching it..
You're trying to shoot the messenger before he hits the lab again..
[Hook: Consensus]
[Verse 3: Consensus]
I said since things connect within my intellect, as though the internet....
Then I'm way passed a telephonist
Right where I want to be, stay far from the left of it
Don't shoot the messenger take part in the messages
Mind your own business or change half the receptionists
Mark of the penmanship, as God is my witness
I may start with the lettering, it's hard to forget this ish
My word is my bond, is James armed with the pen and ink
The first veteran, brave-heart, pedestrian
Exists in ideas form, I think I therefore change parts of everything
Descartes and Edison
That's page after page of trademark intelligence
Start with the text, its way harder to reference it
Stance of the message is... mmmm-master of sentences!
The way I'm passed caring is strange part of me never did
Part of me never is
I dare you to shoot the messenger!