Meet the Crew - Remastered - JT Music

Gotcha head spinnin', runnin' circles around ya'

With my baseball bat, that I’m usin' to pound ya'

I’ll be up-in-ya'-face in the blink of an eye

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

With a couple double-jumps, I’ll be fleein' the zone

Pick up your intel quick, and I’m bringin' it home

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

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

Stand high, maggots, stand at attention

Learn from a soldier who’s reached perfection

Forward charge! With my R.P.G

Helmet so low, I can hardly see!

Bam! Rockets jumpin' 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!

Fire! Fire! Fire! Ah-ha-ha-ha

This rap is kinda overdue, right?

But now it’s time to meet the crew, tight

The crazy dudes of TF2

So take a side, red or blue?

After I pick my glass

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, have you been hurt?

Plus I got plenty of sentry defenses

But do not touch, 'cause this stuff’s expensive

Auto-aim rockets, oughtta wreck you bumpkins

And just in case I need it, self destructions

Step back, 'fore I whack you with a wrench

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 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 sandvich!

Okay, I’m good

Are you a bleeding idiot? To fight with a drunken scott?

I’ll down a swig of whiskey for every grenade I launch!

Wherever I go the explosions follow!

So keep your distance, lads!

I carry traditional weapons! I’ll bloody you up with an ax!

This rap is kind of overdue, right?

But now it’s time to meet the crew, tight

The crazy dudes of TF2

So pick a side, red or blue

Pick out my favorite class, check out my fancy hats

I just don’t know which one too choose!

I’m ze medic, so don’t go far

You might want a taste of my Ubercharge

Still a doctor, but I lost my license

Zis could be a problem, schiza!

I’m always ready with my bloody bone-saw

But I can’t help much if your head is blown off!

Die Schweinhund! I will win this!

Don’t overdose on my syringes

Boom! That’s another headshot, bloke

I’m a professional, you’re a joke

I mean please mate, show some respect

At least the way I’m doin' it, you’ll get a quick death!

I’m from the outback, where things are hectic

Got a big machete that I’ll slice your head with

Aussey assassins aren’t very common, but when you hear this (!)

Keep on runnin'!

You probably know me from my disguise!

I dress as sharp as all my knives

Just when you think I am on your team

Ah revour, ma chere

I’m a very accomplished back-stabber

Who destroys your equipment with my sapper!

Gentlemen, there’s a spy in our midst!

He’s got plenty of ass to kick!

This rap is kind of overdue, right?

But now it’s time to meet the crew, tight

The crazy dudes of TF2

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!