Logic - Warm It Up ft. Young Sinatra (Official Audio)
[00:11.17] You, you, you
[00:12.15] You, you, you, you, you, you
[00:14.41] You, you, you
[00:16.66] You, you, you, you, you, you
[00:19.15] You, you, you, you, you, you
[00:21.41] You, you, you
[00:22.40] You, you, you, you, you, you
[00:22.66] Warm it up, warm it up
[00:23.41] Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up
[00:24.16] Warm it up, warm it up
[00:24.91] Warm it up, warm it up, warm it up
[00:29.66] It's that Young Sinatra shit, yeah, this that Young Sinatra shit
[00:31.65] Shut the fuck up and listen whenever Young Sinatra spit
[00:34.16] Yeah, your girl fine as hell but she a Young Sinatra chick
[00:36.88] Hey Bobby, how can you tell? She on the Young Sinatra dick
[00:39.38] All these rappers wack as fuck, make the Young Sinatra sick
[00:41.88] RattPack be the squad, that's that Young Sinatra clique
[00:44.14] Goddamn, said this the Young Sinatra clique, goddamn!
[00:47.65] Listen, yeah - I’m visualizing the realism of life in actuality
[00:51.39] Step to me, fatality; yeah, this shit is my galaxy
[00:54.38] I am who the baddest be, I'd rather be at the academy
[00:56.63] Killers, I'm be glad to be me, magnify the shit like bifocal
[00:59.38] Motherfuckers talk on the internet, but in person they never vocal
[01:03.41] Come to the hood and fuck you up if you prefer to be local
[01:05.63] I'm loco from Noho to Soho
[01:07.38] Gettin' cheese like a photo, you know, ho
[01:09.63] I'm blessed like Sunday, flyer than a runway
[01:11.63] Lil' Bobby never second-guessed that he gon' make it one day
[01:14.13] One–way or another, my brother, word to your mother
[01:16.88] They should give me a badge 'cause I'm always under covers
[01:19.38] Goddamn! I'm a miraculous man!
[01:21.63] You know I get, I get it, I get it, I get it
[01:23.64] The Young Sinatra spit it, rewind it, and rip it
[01:29.13] Pass the Mary Jane like I'm runnin' a train with Peter Parker
[01:30.15] I could murder your whole album with a 30-second snippet
[01:32.11] On tour, I have more sex in the city than Sarah Jessica Parker
[01:34.37] The deeper and deeper I go, it get darker
[01:36.12] They say they want the old me, they want the Young Sinatra back
[01:39.14] The one that murder it, rip it up, no, never givin' up 'round the almanac
[01:41.65] Yeah, I'm all of that, fall back, like September again
[01:44.71] Baskin' these rappers so hard they won't remember again
[01:46.94] When it comes to hip-hop, bitch, I'm indigenous to this
[01:49.40] It's apparent I'm bearin' down like a parent
[01:51.16] When the beef is at stake, I'm Mastro's
[01:52.91] My god-level lyricism surpass flows, I'm much more than fast flows
[01:55.65] Money, talk, cash knows, greatest of levels – I've passed those
[01:58.16] Fuck that rap shit, this that trap shit (Bobby!)
[01:59.90] This world is my contraption (Bobby!)
[02:04.40] I was born and raised in the trap, son (Bobby!)
[02:06.90] Talk shit, get kidnapped, son (Bobby!)
[02:09.16] I don't really know why I rap, son (ay!)
[02:11.90] Money in the bank, yeah, I got some (ay!)
[02:14.42] Couple sports cars, yeah, I bought some (ay!)
[02:16.90] Logic never flex, Bobby get it done! (ay!)
[02:19.41] Yeah, y'all don't really know where I come from (come now)
[02:21.65] Talkin' that shit, I'ma come for 'em (what's good?)
[02:24.16] Tell me what you really know about me right now
[02:27.15] Anything I want, I get it somehow
[02:30.16] Fuck that trap shit, this that rap shit
[02:31.65] Give me the hand like John the Baptist
[02:32.90] Ready to rip it, I hope in the captives
[02:34.16] Greatest alive like I'm Cassius
[02:35.66] I put 'em all in they caskets, they can't see me get past it
[02:36.65] I'm a bastard that mastered the flow
[02:38.65] And none of y'all ready for the massacre, though
[02:39.91] Fuck with Logic? Yeah, that's a no
[02:41.40] Matter of fact, it's not impossible, just highly improbable
[02:43.13] Like, saying the police isn't robbable
[02:44.64] But I'm liable to walk up in the station in blue-face
[02:46.88] Like, "Fuck the police!" - Blue lives ain't a race
[02:50.14] Fuck whoever said this rap shit was never a race
[02:51.88] This shit a marathon
[02:53.38] Murder you motherfuckers and carry on
[02:54.88] Claimin' that you really 'bout this shit
[02:56.88] You got your Jim Carrey on
[02:58.38] Liar Liar; I might crucify ya
[02:59.63] Number one till I die, will never retire
[03:02.13] I am the Messiah, I am the god of this shit
[03:06.65] This is how we do it - yeah, I started this shit
[03:07.13] Yes, I started this shit like
[03:09.64] Fuck that rap shit, this that trap shit (Bobby!)
[03:12.14] This world is my contraption (Bobby!)
[03:14.13] I was born and raised in the trap, son (Bobby!)
[03:16.63] Talk shit, get kidnapped, son (Bobby!)
[03:18.88] I don't really know why I rap, son (ay!)
[03:21.64] Money in the bank, yeah, I got some (ay!)
[03:24.13] Couple sports cars, yeah, I bought some (ay!)
[03:26.63] Logic never flex, Bobby get it done! (ay!)
[03:28.88] Yeah, y'all don't really know where I come from (come now)
[03:31.88] Talkin' that shit, I'ma come for 'em (what's good?)
[03:33.88] Tell me what you really know about me right now
[03:36.38] Anything I want, I get it somehow
[03:39.88] You, you, you
[03:41.88] You, you, you, you, you, you
[03:45.39] You, you, you
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