Give Up (feat. Riddles & Adam Griffith)

Verse 1 (Youngblood II):

Fresher than a pie on the window sill

It’s that microphone kid from the city of steel

Youngblood, young-sweat, young-tears, you know i spill it 

All my minions like mignon i make y'all feel it (filet)

Fresh out the cocoon and back from the moon

Took a break like it was cancun, back with that

Passion and some old fashioned rap tunes

International when i lampoon these rap goons

Audio fast food makes my ears sick, i spit that james

Beard shit, that three michelin star tier shit

That light year shit, buzzed and floored when you

Hear it, absorbed straight into your spirit

I’m unpredictable like j. fox, icing on my

Feet, it’s a cakewalk floating on this beat like a

Spacewalk, rappers make me sigh (psy) like it’s

K -pop, leave me wishing they’d stop

Aimee Mann: give up

Chorus (Youngblood II):

Aimee Mann: it’s not going to stop

It never stops

Road’s blocked and i’m clearing the blocks

Door’s locked and i’m picking the locks

Mike D: never ever ever

Aimee Mann: give up, it’s not going to stop

It never stops

Time’s tight and i’m beating the clock

Daylight and shooting my shot

Mike D: never ever ever

Aimee Mann: give up

Verse 2 (Riddles):

Let this whirlwind continue to get in you 

An exclusive circle not many are let into 

Genuine delicacies, it’s no Denny’s menu

Enough energy to blow up any venue 

And that’s no innuendo, I keep it funky like some 

Continuous endo blowin in your window

But i’m no friend though, a formidable foe

With the spittable flow, an unhittable throw

You picked a winner fuckin winner turducken dinner 

With stuffing, they all tell me your stuff’ll cause a kerfuffle

And i’m convinced, the way I exude exuberance

Bang your head this track’s a true protuberance, in the

Pocket like uber mints so cool off with this, know who the true

Prophet is, no givin it up and no stoppin this

I just live it up toppin lists and droppin wit from the

Esophagus from now until I’m in my sarcophagus 

Chorus

Bridge (Adam Griffith):

Road’s blocked and i’m clearing the blocks

Door’s locked and i’m picking the locks

It’s not going to stop

Time’s tight and i’m beating the clock

Daylight and shooting my shot

It’s not going to stop