Noise 'N' Poison - Mikill Pane, Tony D

Mikill 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 kill shit 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 shit just got real

Poisonous poet, pen to page to pop shield

A pop skill 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

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

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 niggas 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

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