YUM! (feat. Wolfman Longarm, Wesley Rocco, Stakes, Charlie de' Medici & Slbls)

Yo welcome to tape 2 everybody I'm so blessed to be back with y'all, man Shoutout Stew, Stew the glue obviously Putting this, putting this thing together I'm feeling I'm feeling really phenomenal I hope y'all feeling how I'm feeling, dude Ay, ay, yeah Welcome to tape 2, there ain't no bad news Check the glass, homie, that thing is like half full And I'm the young wolf howling at the full moon It's the Neverending, the end ain't really coming soon Yeah With my skin tan and all that Fake friends better fall back It's the squeakuel, no mousetrap You pack rat, the gas pack Unload that, reload that Like hold up, like click clack I'm fortunate cause I'm all that Where ya moms at Yo shtum Where's your moms at That's what I want to know Kid's too fucking lazy to do his own interlude So they had to get JP to do it Oh it's funny cause Oh he's British as well Fuck off Do your own interlude next time, bitch Said I'm back like I never left Haven't lost a step Had to build my rep, hard work, bout to break a sweat On every song, I hope we coming strong Dropping bombs, remaining calm like the center of a storm Never losing focus, our team we be the dopest We coming with some more hits like Rock Lee with Hidden Lotus Not joking we next level, this tape is something special Never seen so many artists with such passion and potential We got it though Can't stop the show, ain't no adios We numbing the brain like how cocaine make your body froze Freeze up, they can't defeat us I know they sleeping on us, dog, like anesthesia But ain't no reason to stop, we making fresh new hip-hop We got the groove to make the party rock, like it or not With the crew backed by Stew, making joints so smooth Always true, I present to you, tape number two Welcome back, not much changed since the previous tape Still got Stew the glue, he be like gaffer tape There's a few more people, I forgot their names And your bitch's face I'm still tryna impregnate I'm the guy that didn't catch the memo We colossal, they saw us, stego You a fossil, you old, let go Don't be hostile, how far your bitch neck go They acting horse, lil ponies, Shetland Weed smelling like it came out the wetlands Red eyes looking like I'm possessing I'm like Ralph in this bitch, I'ma wreck her I'm beatin the pussy up, Tekken Gimme giraffe she be necking Kitty I'm petting They know my face in this bitch so they do not be checkin no muhfuckin' IDs Getting my lean as an IV Flow it be coming in tidy I got the check like a Nike Stakes in this bitch and he spit that ruthless Who's in the lead, well I guess that the shoe fit Went for pit stop, slide like Cool Whip Still in the lead, not a way that I lose it Still in the lead, not a way that I lose it Okay, welcome to the tape, bitch It's take two, watch this, we locked in Set the tone, set the story, just like he what when Your mind will melt to butter by like three songs in What her parents think I do, that's her beatbox friend Oh fuck it While I kick this off Shorty's pumps just trying to kick them off Saying help me get this off and then get me off Sorry darling, tryna spit some torched words Tortured verse to impress some strangers I'm a little off Different priorities, thinking the highest honestly But still apply it logically, still try to admonish me Some sort of anomaly, way I spit is astonishing I'll have your brain split clean like fucked up lobotomies I'm a self recluse, I should retire to a monastery Even have my friends all nodding, see Used to stumble over words like a Notting Hill comedy This a new story in one word, it's a novelty Express my thoughts, yes that's the modern me Sipping 1942, yes I'd like to shot it please Medici, damn, I'm the medicine man Self medicate by sipping stubbies cooling by the fan, but alas Tell it to me straight, don't like the foreboding But need some Dutch courage please, I wouldn't mind a negroni And if you're really in this baby, wouldn't mind if you showed me What you mean it's not the time for unloading It's always time, you don't know me, I One message that I wanted to give her Yeah thanks for the indulgence now I'm backing to spitting The bags get bigger while axle on the whip still glitter Yeah I'm always chipper with the chips, wrist still flicker I'll admit it, short fuse, the red mist it lingers Throw a drink on your pops, midst of Easter dinner Man I'm still undecided, the ellipsis ticking The lips still flipping, talking sour shit's too bitter Listen Nah nah nah, you listen Charlie You don't just send in a three minute verse and expect us to use the whole thing Slbls has been waiting to hop on this whole time This writer's block is killing me We all wrote a lot for tape one, admittedly But never gonna stop with this Neverending litany Taking it to the top, beyond past infinity Heroes to hip-hop with bars bringing the villainy Heart's feeling the energy Everyone who's been here has got a spot in history Mixtape two, debut, thanks for listening