Smoke (feat. Method Man)

Verse 1 - Method Man)

Jojo what's good? Lets go!

Yo we used to do this in the park. Like DMX we do it after dark. The work come after art. See that Bullseye? I'm working on a dart. Ready set go! The target on your marks. It's WU and this part I make these rappers take two. Noah's ark. When it sparks? That's us in back of the bus Rosa Parks and ya run before it starts, I'm already raw. Already in the streets before the march. Y'all already lost. Yellow tape the block. You already chalk. Box already bought. They in court. If they don't let us walk? Someone already talked. Left a paper trail confetti toss. Thought they said he washed? But he not. Get your noodle popped. Leak spaghetti sauce on ya crocks. To be or not? This is all we got. Call us hot cuz we call the shots. You just call the cops. Ef the R.I.C.O. Meff Man, Jojo Pellegrino. Who crying? Instead of whining sip some Pinot. Dinero in casino. Chips I play my cards this Pacino. Rap and taking it back this a repo.

(Verse 2 - Jojo Pellegrino)

There's nothing like that Jjp flow. Word to my baby sister the AK hit ya. Slay ya stretch ya. Priceless when I paint the picture. Pain inflicter. Don't front you know I got ya open like my razor slit ya. Straight gorilla. Suave and wavy killer. God just made me iller. Bars be cray for realer. Baby got that cake she thicker. Cook me stuff I beat the pussy up until she shake and shiver. Beast for years feast your ears on the greatest spitter. Joe bloody money flow so ugly it break the mirror. Go time. Every verse a gold mine. Joe prime pro crime. Meff with the co-sign. Ghetto like Ghost rhymes. They tapped in listening like phone lines. King of Staten Island south north repping for both sides. Yeah classic raw shatter jaws dodge the bull like matadors and I was really raised by Wu-Tang so who's Maclemore? Strapped for war. Paradise slum we swing the Shaolin sword. The Method Man, JJp shit. Mash em all.

Oh Lord why they want to test man? You dealing with the best man. We kill it to the death man. Yellow tape the block! I black out till I see Redman then buss and flip a Def jam. We coming for that neck yeah! Light it up. Boom! We got that smoke but they don't want it. We got that smoke but they don't want it. We got that smoke but they don't want it. We pull up and we roll in heavy numbers. Yeah

(outro)

Jojo, Mef, Jjp shit. Fifth borough spit thorough. Yeah. Yeah.