Messenger

By Posseshot

On PS1

Released on August 7, 2018

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[VERSE 1: ALEX JONES]

A Dot, Juve, Muscles, Kharn

Posseshot

It's that grand larcenist, footpath bar pharmacist

Three-wheeler, street dealer, I make the marker flip

Narcissist, I'm with the day-ones that I started with

Bachelor that kept pushin' degrees 'til I mastered this

Arsonist, still giving every artist my arse to kiss

'Cause you asked for this

With bars to piss your armour with

Artistry's in my arteries, hit the target like archery

'Cause no body apart from me want a part of me

Play my part in the scene, wear my heart on my sleeve

Put my blade to your tongue, now you really armed to the teeth

See, they just bitter, they ain't from the same litter

'Til I turn on a dog for my dons like Jake Stringer


[VERSE 2: MR. MUSCLES]

They shoot the messenger, but don't track the message

You're messing with them cunts you can't mess with

No one remembers, comin' back with vengeance

And I plan my exit, way before the entrance

Fire up the engines, yeah I'm sick of life lessons

Yeah, I'm tryna leave my essence

I'm with the team and we're reppin', no second guessin'


[VERSE 3: KHARNICLASSIX]

Yeah, no second guessin'

As the world keeps turnin', all my mates smoke spliffs, drop gurnses

Some spit verses

She used to winin' and dinin' with surgeons

My music don't pay but trust me baby, I'm workin'

Really, maybe, 46th floor got me feelin' wavy

And they said I was naturally crazy

Mate, I'm chillin' when the radius hazy

Million thoughts in my minute got me feelin' like I'm captivatin'

Like this traction of my creations

Mate, I'll rep my faction 'til I'm dead and decayin', goes without sayin'

All those times I put it on the line, I ain't playin'

You can tell it's Melbourne City by the way I made my way in!

State Library

History in my sight 'til my day ends

42 all day man

Okay then