JT Music

[Intro: Junkrat] Y'know, I'm no DJ But you could always count me to spin that sh— [Verse 1: Junkrat] Like a RIP-Tire to a lit match (Ooh) I'm about to explode on this track (Ah) That's right, Junkrat primed and ready I'll have you bouncin' high as betty (Boom) Send you flyin' right outta your boots (Wah!) I'd call that a fine how do ya' do (My god) Demoman, better head back to your base Oh wait, I flattened the place (Sorry) I get paid loads thanks to payloads No joke, I'll leave your bank broke Lay low, because I'm on a roll Get it? Fire in the hole! You look sad like a bomb that got defused (Aw) Are you mad that I have more balls than you? (Ooh) Ph. D., call me 'Doctor Boom' Hope you got a Plan B, you're getting knocked up [Verse 2: Demoman] Ew, I smell trash a-burnin' Must be this disgusting scrappy vermin No worry, I'll demolish the freak After all, he's a homage to me (Yeah, baby) Talkin' explosives? I wrote the book (Ayy) Everything you know, you just took You're not my rival, you're just a fan Junkrat's first name must be Stan (Ha) "All he wanted was an autograph" I'll sign a grenade and launch it back (Go!) Mine move faster, hide you, bastard Area controlled, time to capture I've got plenty of sticky bombs Your wimpy mines are gimpy ones So come a little closer, click, you're done (Boom) Bloody hell my whiskey's gone (No!) [Chorus: Demoman, Junkrat, Junkrat & Demoman] This town ain't big enough for both of us Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up Settin' you on fire Then I'll liquify ya Time to meet your maker Time that you retire [Post-Chorus: Demoman] You should grow some hair on your face You wee, little lad [Verse 3: Junkrat] Oh, what a day, what a lovely day (For what?) For mayhem, wouldn't ya say (Yay!) You call me a fan, but I do your job better Whenever you're off on another long bender What a role model, hungover much? Throw you in the drunk tank, sober up Even if you're not in my line of sight I got a bangin' bank shot, dynamite! I'm immune to any mine I drop Boo-hoo, you lost an eye, cyclops (Wah, wah, wah) I lost my whole leg, and yet I still find a way to stay a step ahead (Yep) I take no fall damage, ain't afraid of heights Survived an apocalypse, it was a delight (Woo!) Even if you kill me, I'm not done explodin' Can't keep up you're stuck reloadin' [Verse 4: Demoman] You've got a few tangled wires Forget explosives, stick with tires You may have range, I'm an expert in melee I'll take a nine iron right to your brain, mate What a pansy prancin' around (Ew) Head full of eyeballs, I'll whack 'em out! You want the high ground? I wouldn't dare I can strike while I'm in the air (Glee!) I've got skill, you need only luck Guts and glory (Mostly guts) They'll have to glue you back together in hell With a closed casket at your wake as well (Meh) Keep your gold, I have intelligence You're a psycho, I fight with elegance (Yeah) Turn this Rat to a pile of junk Even while I'm half-blind and drunk [Chorus: Demoman, Junkrat, Junkrat & Demoman] This town ain't big enough for both of us Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up Settin' you on fire Then I'll liquify ya Time to meet your maker Time that you retire [Verse 5: Junkrat & Roadhog] I do have a high IQ, by that, I mean income quota (Cheese!) The only cache you'll take from me is the kind that'll blow up Nobody knows who you are anymore This rap is your resurrection (You're welcome) You're nowhere near my level Then again, you lack the depth perception (Ooh) Just read the comments under this song Something tells me you're gonna bomb My bodyguard will bust you up Ugh, what is gonna shut you up? My limp won't hinder victory since I have the better head You laid the blueprints for me, you're truly a demo, man [Verse 6: Demoman] If I'm your blueprint, why aren't you an improvement? (Huh?) You're a lightweight and a nuisance With a sidekick who thinks you're useless (True) The outback taught you survival skills But you're not built for fighting (Nah) If you're so rich, then where'd you get your weapons Dumpster diving? (Yep) Now we're talkin' trash, since you've actually set the standard (Homeless) Beware the dangers of radiation, wait, you are the cancer My liver's in better shape than you And I drink as much as you weigh times two (Ooh) Not so bloody cocksure now? Head on home to Junkertown And ooh, that's right you got locked out! [Chorus: Demoman, Junkrat, Junkrat & Demoman] This town ain't big enough for both of us Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up Settin' you on fire Then I'll liquify ya Time to meet your maker Time that you retire