(Intro)

Yellow cab world!

Yellow yellow cab world!

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(Verse 1)

Yellow cab world with them ghetto fab girls

5 boroughs & the city shine brighter than any pearls

Times Square, Broadway; the city that's never sleeping

It's the place that the foreigners make sure that they end up greeting

The Empire State of mind. Home of legends like Biggie

Witnessing all the flashy signs got me feeling sadity

Don't be confused by the hype, cuz my state ain't always so pretty

Got a plethora of hoods where the niggas tryna get busy

And we shopping on Madison; catch a game at the Garden

Niggas know I ball; everyday I'm on my James Harden

You know it's going down, like we land on a helipad

Birds eye view of the city or call it ciudad

Bodegas & corner stores just to cop a Snapple

Everyone across the nation tryna see the Big Apple

But you know!

Far Rock to Flatbush; we chilling in Astoria

These niggas is lames; it ain't a secret, no Victoria

(Chorus)

Yellow cab world, yellow yellow cab world!

Bow!

Yellow cab world, yellow yellow cab world!

Down!

Yellow cab world, yellow yellow cab world!

Look at all them bad girls; this is such a fab world!

Wow!

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(Verse 2)

Victoriously known, cuz I'm the one forever reigning

Beat the beat up & I kill it, all within a fucking day

I'm a nigga from Queens; raised in the city of dreams

These bad bitches kill the game & they ain't even on teams

Cuz Broadway is they runway & I praise 'em like Sunday

Nothing like a city girl; drive you crazy, like Hyundai

Normal day in the city; others would call it bizarre

Pulling up to BB Kings & have a drink at the bar

Shoutout to the one night stands resulting in yellow cabs

Take her home & kick her out after she given you the vag?

I ain't mad though, I peep game. Knick vs the Heat game

Billboard on 8th Ave; women with petite frames

Ahead of my time, like I'm saving the daylight

Never been the type to play, so don't you take what I say light

Got the Yankee state of mind & they know that I'm a good catch

Can't go wrong with a player like me; I'm so fetch!

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(Verse 3)

From the NYC; I be up on the A train

They be calling me irrelevant, but I'm the one who stay on they brain

Allrounda on the beat, steady dropping that heat

I got my nigga Blue mixing; winning juice he be sipping

Seem like I'm running shit, you in the back of me skipping

I'm just starting, on my Jordan; you could settle for Pippen

I'm a rookie to this shit; I know the burgers I'm flipping

And I'm tryna be a veteran; nah I ain't tripping though

Hit 'em with the flow; they get it on the floor

Ball like disco; throwback, cornrow

I speed it up. I know I am the one

Ain't no coincidence my name is Fiendix; you are my son

Don't call the CPS. I'm on my GPS

Find my way up to the top. Gave CPR to the game

Cuz I thought it was dead. Don't let this get to your head

I'll reside on the throne; a body bag is your bed

I'm an urban legend, because they ain't seen a person like me

And my attitude is apple; I just tell 'em to bite me

I'm from the biggest borough in the city; don't forget it's Queens

Yeah I didn't go to college, but I still got my dreams

But on the real though if your passion is to rap, just know this shit is hard

Always gotta prove yourself; don't let down your guard

But still I chose to do it; everybody asking me how come

I just tell 'em sit back & watch; you will see the outcome

They will bow down; new ruler is Malcolm

Fiendix!

(Chorus)

(Outro)

Y'all know what the fuck it is

Fiendix!

The emperor!

The ruler!

Urban Legend Has It!!!!!