Rocket launcher loaded up, it's a four clip
You'll be bloodied so bad, refused by four kids
You can't ignore this glory to the heart, it's
A war hero who'll bury your body in barnblitz
I'm on this, cap the point, bringing out the pain train
Blast it, fast hit, I'll be winning the whole game
I will shred your whole team like a pencil sharpener
Or leap into the air with my market gardener
And I am a genuine veteran
Whose only medicine is breaking these delicate skeletons
It's my heroin, pumping through my veins like a venom in
My pride, my glory, I'm proud to be an American
Pump my shotgun shells, I send you straight to hell
When I enter the ring I set off alarm bells
Creating carnage in my wake like a boulder
That's why they call me the TF2 Soldier
Step it up, I'll let you rot on your death bed
Imma squash your ego like a verbal mantreads
Or anything I find in my weapon kit, need a little bit
I've shattered your pride, call it a critical hit
Shock, it's massive damage like a crocket, fuck it, I'll go roamer and pocket
And I be giving credit to any sort of medic who knows I'm the one to heal and get the uber when he pops it
I loves it, rocket jumping, you can't see me
It's easy, bouncing like a pinball machine
Bringing the barage of blasting, battering bangers to you
Say my name maggots, the king of TF2