Woods to the Fire (The Feast)

Yeah.. camp fire burnin
Scotch bonnet and pimento wood
We with the Pew Estate, we bout to eat good

Boar down clean, that's the harvest law
Load the truck, back to camp before the sun withdraw
Scotch bonnet, scallion, thyme all in the grinder
Allspice and garlic, this the Jamaican reminder
Marinade sittin' overnight, meat done drinkin' it in
Pimento wood stacked and ready, let the smoke begin
This ain't fast food, this a ritual, this a rite
Central Florida camp, jerk pork smokin' through the night
Cast iron drum turnin, coals glowin' orange and red
Rice and peas on the side, coconut milk and thyme
Every man round the fire waitin' to be fed
No shortcuts in the process, no rushin' what it takes
Patience make the pork fall soft right off the flame it makes

The feast, the feast, we been waitin' all day
Jerk pork smokin' the Jamaican way
Woods to the fire, harvest to the plate
The feast, the feast, we don't hesitate
Scotch bonnet burnin, pimento in the air
Central Florida camp, everybody share
The feast, the feast, we been waitin' all day
Woods to the fire, that's the only way

We are The Pew Estate, we cook it the same tradition
Member Day or camp night, same respect, same mission
Scallion chopped fine, allspice berries crushed by hand
Every seasoning tell a story older than the land
Jerk pan smokin' low and slow beside the palmetto
Whole crew gathered round, nobody eatin' solo
Fried dumplin' crispy, restin' right beside the plate
Steam cabbage in the pot, carrot and cabbage, combined and great
Foil off the pork, steam risin' like a blessing
Cast iron plate service, everybody testin, guessin
"Who seasoned this" they ask, already knowin' the answer
Central Florida meets the islands, that's the flavor dancer
Nothin' go to waste, from the field to the fire
Every bite a tribute, every plate a choir

Pimento smoke risin' slow into the trees
Central Florida quiet except the fire and the breeze
Festival fried golden, sweet and crispy on the side
This the reward after the patience and the wait
The feast don't come easy, that's why the feast so great

The feast, the feast, we been waitin' all day
Jerk pork smokin' the Jamaican way
Woods to the fire, harvest to the plate
The feast, the feast, we don't hesitate
Scotch bonnet burnin, pimento in the air
Central Florida camp, everybody share
The feast, the feast, we been waitin' all day
Woods to the fire, that's the only way

Miami is here, ready to eat
Orlando is here, ready to eat
Dominica is here, ready to eat
Virginia is here, ready to eat
A Haitian guy is here with a jar of pikliz, waiting for a plate
The feast
Woods to the fire
Nuh waste nutten out here