Speak Softly - Marco Polo, Jo Jo Pellegrino

Yo, when shorty decided to call my cell ‘cause she was bored sittin' home

Talking all loud and shit, got wifey pissed like, «Who's on the phone?»

I told her, «Wrong number,» then hung up—when I got the chance to roam

I called her back and says, «Next time you ring my Jack (speak softly)»

When your stomach on the ground and you’re starvin' and your only option is

robbing

‘Cause you’re too lazy to get a job and so now you’re masterminding a plot

And you run up in a gas station with a pistol cocked and you want the gas with

no problem

Tell him the money or your life and (speak softly)

When the boys are thirsty the block is hot and you the spark of that fire

But you getting paper regardless most of these rats are rockin' the wire

Just when you meet turn on the TV and put the volume up higher

They in the van with the headphones listening so (speak soflty)

Cats just living mob life, stabbing kids in their ribs in bar fights

Colder than Klondikes, hundred large heist, do the job nice

Shot dice on dark nights, money spinning like cops' lights

Feds raided their spot twice, now it’s bugged so they (speak softly)

It’s funny how these dudes be fronting, running their mouths and talking about

the kid

Ain’t got no future, no type of talent, and so they downed the kid

Doubt the kid, but guess what, when they get around the kid

They know I got that bitch so they watch their lips and (speak softly)

Watch what you say, how you say it, and who you talk to

You never know, something you said come back to haunt you

Before you eat your words observe mine, I warned you

Best thing to do, bite your tongue, shhhhh!

When mami was fiending for some answers, she snuck me up in the crib

With her mother sleeping, the steps creaking as I stumbled and slid

To the bathroom, she threw a towel on her lamp and tucked in the kid

And said, «Shhh!

He out cold, get on the floor and (speak softly)»

When I’m up in the on and London visits

The gods see us near the desk and be all up in a brother’s business

They wanna cross their arms and crack sarcastic smiles ‘cause they critics

But we just play it off, lean over the table and (speak softly)

Stapleton villains, faithfully illin', pacin' and grillin'

Cater the building, cakin' and chillin', eighth in the ceiling

Raised in the system, the bubbles on the wall are and Envision

But dust heads with the burners are able and willing so (speak softly)

Ralphy loose and he knew it, cruising the U-trick, two and a toothpick

Boomin' his music, two with a full clip, usually move slick

In '86 beat some dude to death with a stool and a pool stick

Did ten years, came home, now the avenue (speak softly)

Yo these rappers bugging, nothing but actors fronting

Stunting like their raps is busting, security staff be like a half a dozen

Claiming they run the game but they’re watered down without the flames

You ain’t nice, you got fifteen minutes of fame so (speak softly)

Oh, word, word, word, aight

I can get with that man, you know what I’m saying

Jo Jo and Marco, you know what I’m saying

Italian connection, you know what I mean

I put a little Parmesan cheese on my collard greens

It’s all good

Yo, but, yo Marco, let me tell you man

Yo, this your man J-Zone, Chief Chinchilla

AKA Mr. Don’t Holla

Kenny Hoggins, Captain Backslap the Overlords

Same Killa, oh man, I got a problem man

Is it me or is my timing always fucked up

Yo, like, why everytime you get a girlfriend

All these bad, fine-ass chicks wanna try to talk to you now?

You know what I’m saying?

Like, when I was single, I couldn’t even get the Myspace URL

Bitch wouldn’t even add me as a friend

Now the ho wanna call me

And she bad too, and shit, shit is crazy man

You know what I’m saying?

Now that I’m settled in my situation

They want to be available

Or can they just smell when you’re not available

You know what I’m saying?

And they just want to rub it in

Yo, I’m just fucking up with timing

Yo, Edo, Marco, break it down for me about that time