[Hook]
Warm up, warm up

[Verse 1]
Feelin’ like Big Ben, think it’s time I stand tall now
Cause I hardly ever speak but I’mma go Berlin and I’mma tear that wall down
Yeah, I look at all these people, you would swear it was autumn, the way they all fall down
But that ain’t us, there’s no bustin’ the Holy Ghost, who you gon’ call now?
Yeah, I'mma be honest wit you, I think the world's kinda funny
All the violence, the sex, and the drugs, to me it's all kinda disgusting
It disgusts me to know that I'm associated with this generation
It's frustratin' bein' mistaken for bein' so vacant, I've run out of patience
I hear nothin' but trash anymore when I turn on the radio stations
Nobody has class anymore, kinda seems like they all went and graduated
But in a manger, my Savior was born a supremacy like Matt Damon
Yeah, I'm just tryna speak life, leave spittin' fire to Satan, yeah
You could cut off my legs and I’d still chase His grace
You could cut off my arms and I’ll still embrace the faith
You got lazy wordplay, how could you make the words work?
Talk is cheap these days, come on, tell me what your word's worth
Rappers like to flex on all they lines
But if it don't go over your head then it ain't that fly
I've been sleepin' on myself but God opened my eyes
I hit one-eighty degrees, get yourself in line

[Hook]
Warm up, warm up
[Verse 2]
Wrote it so cold that my pen froze, gave me Raynaud's
But this the warm up so I'm set on defrost
My words are like bullets when I talk
Mutumbo with the block, you can catch a shot, get it?
My tongue go numb cause I'm Bauer with the SIG Sauer
Seven days a week, twenty-four hours
Tell my nemesis to clear the premises
Cause I'mma get in this zone
That could tear the ligaments from your bones
You don't know how intense I get
I can’t quit it, it started way back in Genesis
Bein' religious makes prestigious fictitious
But competition’s diminished by my supervision, He's vicious
If you call it superstition then you probably lackin' vision
The clip’s been emptied, reload the ammunition
I am indifferent to the repentance
If it's implicit you have no different intentions
But I guess that’s really none of my business
I been conditioned through repetition to listen, pay attention
And remember everything that I witness
Cause I refuse to be just another statistic
I'm livin’ in the present, thinkin' futuristic
Same team, can have no artist division
Cause that don’t add up, it just equals dissension
To change one life would be sufficient
But God’s word travels like it lost its pivot
[Hook]
(It's the...)
Warm up, warm up
Warm up, warm up
Warm up, warm up, yeah
I'm just gettin' warmed up