[Intro: Female Speaker and Poison Pen]
[Female Speaker]
Poison Pen single on Brick Records
[Poison Pen]
Yo. It's that Poison Pen sh**. My cornerstanders, yo. For the cats who wanna play the wolf. Don't dance to this, n***a. Don't dance to this. You stupid? Ha. You standing, we lumber to this. We back and forth, yo. Just nod your head one time, what? Yo
[Verse 1: Poison Pen]
Y'all n***as is third string. Know I wear wife beater
I'm engaged to the game and our music is the word life cheaters
Baby boy, you still like fetus. Dead you like stillborn
Fresh out this p**y, so my dick's still warm
My hatred bubbles up and gets five faces
Bop to my own calibration
Brother, my palm's salivating
Throw you ‘til you lose your equilibrium, b**h
We starting off face to face, jaw to jaw
But you don't want eye contact. [?] n***as is rhyming to the floor
‘Cause they knew they was wack. Word
I bounce your walls on the floor, snatching [bones and jacks?]
[Duff?] you with a star tactic, call it “Phone Tag”
You dying for no reason, sloppy kamikaze
You know how we does it, cousin
You think there's love in these dungeons? You might end up bludgeoned
Yo, let me tell you something
Return that Bentley before 12 before it turn back into a pumpkin
I rhyme into a sea shell, throw it in the ocean
That's how I get my overseas hip hop devotion
Down low ‘cause you internet vultures
I punched through wall and accidentally made a sculpture
Poison Pen, Bed Stuy, live, die, breathe the sick Strongholder
[Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Poison Pen] (x4)
Yo, I told you, you, you, and all of you in the back and in the middle and the front
[Hook 2 (Overlapped with Hook 1): Breez Evahflowin']
You wanna rhyme? Word? You get paid?
You wanna battle? Word? You get slayed
Peep the diff. Molotov co*k in your b**h mouth
You ran to record stores with bats and still ain't knock a hit out
You on a track? Word, you spit?
You wanna front? Yeah, that's the sh**
That lets the whole world know that you on this dick
We rolling through the clubs within stones and sticks
[Verse 2: Poison Pen]
Yo, I'm like “What the f** y'all queers got?”
I [pop name?] and make sure the n***as I don't like is within earshot
[Eight in a bed, it ain't abusing?]
Here to come and get at 90 percent of brain that you ain't using
When I stash sh**, I put it in my cab
When Brooklyn's in the house
All y'all n***as need to roll out
Tape stop on [?] from sentinels
She's moving snake like I'm petrified—the mind loses
Ha! Your brain deaf from Tron music
That's why it's so hard for you to sit down and come and compute this
My piss test is cleaner than a whistle
Don't blame sh** on being lit—y'all mean it when I hit you
You land somewhere in Venus after I lift you
Perform on time—don't need no head start
Yo, this fly, fat n***a making a fashion statement out of stretch mark
Y'all generic—that's the best part
Yo, we don't walk—we lumber
Take our path to street like a Hummer
Spit hot like I swallowed the summer
n***a, what that Pen be like is Stronghold type
Y'all like sausages
Full of sh**, you so much of a b**h
Sporty Thievz wouldn't answer yo sh**
L.I.F.E. Long told you when Stronghold 13, they say we scared to fuss
Word up, it's like that
[Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Poison Pen] (x4)
Yo, I told you, you, you, and all of you in the back and in the middle and the front
[Hook 2 (Overlapped with Hook 1): Breez Evahflowin']
You wanna rhyme? Word? You get paid?
You wanna battle? Word? You get slayed
Peep the diff. Molotov co*k in your b**h mouth
You ran to record stores with bats and still ain't knock a hit out
You on a track? Word, you spit?
You wanna front? Yeah, that's the sh**
That lets the whole world know that you on this dick
We rolling through the clubs within stones and sticks