Meet the Crew

I got your head spinnin' runnin' circles around you

With a baseball bat that I'm using to pound you

I'll be up in your face in the blink of an eye

No, I don't got wings, but I don't need them to fly

With a couple double jumps, I'll be fleeing the zone

Pick up your intel quick, then I'm bringing it home

I'm a pretty big deal, that's the honest truth

I mean, do you even know who you're talking to?

About face, maggots, stand at attention

Learn from a soldier who's reached perfection

Forward charge with my RPG

Helmet so low, I can hardly see!

Bam, rocket jumping all over the place

Finish you punks with a shovel to the face

If that don't kill you, it'll break your nose

I hope you weasels are taking notes

Welcome to my magical candy land

Where smiles are from ear to ear

And everyone loves each other

Come and spread the cheer

This rap is kind of overdue (right?)

But now it's time to meet the crew (tight!)

The crazy dudes of TF-two

So take a side, red or blue?

After I pick my class

I'm gonna kick your ass

Cuz that's what we were born to do

Let's set up shop and get to work

I built a health dispenser if you've been hurt

Plus I got plenty of sentry defenses

But do not touch, cuz this stuff's expensive

Auto-aim rockets oughta wreck you bumpkins

And just in case I need it, self-destruction

Step back 'fore I whack you with a wrench

And when my turrets spot you

You're as good as dead

Cry some more, run while you can

You little babies don't stand a chance

They call me Heavy, this is my gun

When she starts spinning, you'd better run

I do not require brains or technique

I've got so much muscle, I'll never be beat

I'll mow you down wherever you stand, bitch!

Now I am hungry, give me sandwich

Ok, I'm good

Are you a bleeding idiot?