Tony D (Poisonous Poets) - Noise 'N' Poison lyrics

[Verse 1: Tony D] Mik** Pane told me he's got a MAC to rock So I scope the location out to find a spot Then I travel to the target like a sniper shot Out of nowhere to k** sh** clean, that's the vibe I'm on 15 years in the game and still I've got Only the flows and a bag of punchlines to drop I ain't inclined to stop, until I'm sharing the spare room Of an empty pad in the writer's block For now, though, I'm deadly with the pen Pesci in casino, MCs can catch it in the neck, 'cept You can bet that we repping it correct Rap royalty, before you step, you better genuflect This the result of the connection in effect Got Pane backing I like a pressure in my head We up for discussion when you mentioning the best Like there's him, then there's me, then you mentioning the rest Yeah, cause sh** just got real Poisonous poet, pen to page to pop shield A pop sk** so often is nothing Whoever said they was better, man, they've gotta be bluffing This combo are boxing your nut in Headshot till your brain don't properly function It's pen pugilism, properly punching Catch a body harder than Gennady Golovkin [Hook: Mik** Pane] I've made enough noise and They'll remember me I've got the poison There is no remedy I've made enough noise and They'll remember me I've got the poison There is no remedy [Verse 2: Mik** Pane] I'm trying to make a million off my name and no less I'm trying to stay fresh, I ain't minted though The only reason Mr Pane's taking process Is cause Pane's taking everything you owe I've got homies that'll do crazy things for dough Flash the maggy at your Marge, let the Simpsons show They get stupid so kids can learn They're so reckless with the heaters, they should be called Mr Burns Meanwhile, I'm spitting for cash fees and promiscuous yats That won't make my dick itchy and scratchy I get star head to rival Lisa's Cause I've written more lines than Bart in the title sequence We hit the studio and get weed and fried chicken in Cause chicks who smoke the reefer like listening If you do coke, you'll see what I've written and Think it's too dope, it feels more like Ritalin Weird as hell, I still heat earth Blazing a lyrical trail, the booth's smoking Can these n***as hear themselves? They need reverb My name rings serious bells, they're on a joke ting I cause mad shock and horror on a late night So when there's panic at the show, it ain't because of stage fright I can't promise that I'm always gonna play nice But since I've got a Tony backing me, I've gotta play right [Hook: Mik** Pane] I've made enough noise and They'll remember me I've got the poison There is no remedy I've made enough noise and They'll remember me I've got the poison There is no remedy