The Yorker

[Verse 1: Von Pea] Guess who's in town? The one who been here Bricks on the beat and son's in 5th gear Pricks can't compete, they trumped so disappear... Okay lookie here: I ain't even rappin yet I wanna quickly check the town you rep... I'm out of BK, peace to the BX They got this started, showing a new limit We all over the world but on my fitted it states... Hook: Fitted up, Fitted up...I got my fitted up [Verse 2: Von Pea] Von phenom Back with the brand new call to y'all I tell them I'm the letterman; the bomber; parka I cover them, no other than the armor author I bring to you...degrees of perfect The man with the fans with the proofs of purchase I plan to withstand, and reduce the worthless They can't keep they plans; they have useless purpose And that's alright, cause when I ride I keep cars full of pretty women all inside And plus kids, men, and old folks all inside, cause my ride is the j to the 4 or 5 Hater get off and hide, New York is for us The place that I miss when I'm on the tour bus The place that exists in the flicks of tourists But they'll be sick of this within 4 months they ready to go! [Verse 3: Von Pea] Born in Fort Greene A dude that has grown to be all you want/need I'm due to control and get on and stomp beings That used to be bold and would flaunt the false king-dom That ain't right, the king is s-dot You ain't in control of a thing but x box I paint what I'm shown and I've seen It does not, include something phony, homie I duck what y'all told me Your crown is green the gold ain't golden I gets down it seems the pros is gon win Ain't no hobby I'm classic I'm mobb deep Infamous, you not me, chill and go and rob, g... (Rob g) I'm von pea, that much closer When I'm in the city bitties approach to grope us No I'm only kidding, women that know, they pose for Digital flicks with the lyrically gifted HEY