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