Shipment

# **WARM-UP ON SHIPMENT**

**[Intro — spoken, bored]**
Wait, this is Search?
I thought this was my warm-up lobby.
Whatever.
Volume’s off anyway.

**[Verse 1]**
Dropped into Shipment with a cold slice of pizza
One hand greasy, still deleting your team
You’re slide-cancel sweating in a CDL hoodie
I’m half-asleep, running iron sights clean

You screamed “wallbang!” when I shot through the crate
Bro, it’s Shipment — there’s nowhere to hide
You spawned, you died, you spawned, you cried
Now you’re writing my report while I’m calling UAV

**[Pre-Chorus]**
No headset
No footsteps
No callouts
No stress
You’re locked in tight with your meta class
I’m warming up and moving fast

**[Chorus]**
I’m just warming up on Shipment
No sound, still vicious
Killcam looks suspicious
But your aim’s just bad business

I’m just warming up on Shipment
Top frag, no resistance
You brought smoke, stuns, riot shields
I brought casual indifference

**[Verse 2]**
Hardpoint pops and I’m not even looking
Still clear the hill like I paid the rent
You pre-fired corners, I walked through middle
Turned your whole squad into match XP

“Nice hacks, bro!” — there it is
The anthem of the bottom feed
You blame aim assist, lag, SBMM
But I’m using your gun from the last guy I beat

You had Dead Silence
You had Ghost
You had High Alert
You had hope
I had no audio, bad posture, one coffee
And a cruise missile ready to go

**[Pre-Chorus]**
No minimap
No game chat
No warm-up
No comeback
You’re yelling “camper” at the final kill
While I’m sprinting circles round the hill

**[Chorus]**
I’m just warming up on Shipment
No sound, still vicious
Killcam looks suspicious
But your aim’s just bad business

I’m just warming up on Shipment
Top frag, no resistance
You brought smoke, stuns, riot shields
I brought casual indifference

**[Breakdown — heavy, shouted]**
UAV up
Counter online
Predator falling
Right on time

You said “one-v-one me”
You said “run it back”
You said “turn your cheats off”
I said “switching to snacks”

No sound
No sweat
No warm-up yet
No perks
No plan
Still wiped your clan

You watched the killcam
Frame by frame
Found no cheats
Just pain

**[Bridge — slower, mocking]**
Nuketown, Rust, or firing range
Different map, but the same old names
Same accusations, same dead screen
Same angry kid with a gold gun dream

I don’t need footsteps
I don’t need comms
I don’t need silence
I don’t need drums
I don’t need meta
I don’t need luck
I just need you to keep lining up

**[Final Chorus]**
I’m just warming up on Shipment
No sound, still vicious
Killcam looks suspicious
But your aim’s just bad business

I’m just warming up on Shipment
Top frag, no resistance
You brought smoke, stuns, riot shields
I brought casual indifference

**[Outro — gang vocals]**
Spawn!
Die!
Cry!
Report!

Push!
Lose!
Cope!
Abort!

No sound!
No sweat!
Warm-up set!
Your best round!
My cigarette!