Cafe Con Leche (Mocha Joe's Theme)

[Hook: Rey King]

Get you some Cafe con Leche!

Cafe con leche, cafe con leche, cafe con leche

Yeah, yeah

Cafe con leche, cafe con leche, cafe con leche

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: F.E.R.N]

We just finished another album

It's no pressure, we did it like, "Wooh"

Spit it like nobody, no, y'all can't get it like, "Wooh"!

No lobby, no hallway, no corridor

Dig it I'm up in the buildin'

This here is that different, that street life mixed up with the father of children

I told em' that Social Club, music for misfits

Exactly, that piece of the culture that's missing

Trying to put people in better positions

Cause the flows been mean for a long time, dig it?

For those payin' attention, this way past the henchmen

I'm down in the trenches, down in the trenches!

But y'all play it safe, still sittin' on benches

For the love of my children I spit out a verse thankin' God that he listens

Without his conviction I'd probably be missin'

His role in my life is the reason I'm spittin'

To my father above who I give recognition, I'm nothing without Him

I know it's amazing to hear such a flow givin' Jesus the honor

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Fernie]

My wife is Italian, my father's Boricua, my mother's from Brooklyn

This flow is a mixture of life through the eyes of the blocks that I grew in

Six Eight and Douglas, roam through them streets like nobody could touch us

And we did it to death, 'till death came knockin' and took one of my brothers

Me, I did my time

I came home, realized there were changes to be made

Got married, had a son and daughter

And I say that to say you get perks when you behave

Me, I'm more than grateful

Tellin' the whole world through a song what grace do

They wanna drag my name through the mud, what they do

But I'm only here to listen to what my God say too

So you're approval for me

I'm not able to compare to eternal life vs. your cable

Don't let me come through and flip your tables

It's Fern from that, you already know what they do

Fern fog on rappers I replay

See me in your city, got merch in the briefcase

Built our own brand, two thumbs in the interface

Favor ain't fair, don't know how we get a taste

[Hook]