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Data di rilascio: 08.06.2018
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Meet the Crew - Remastered |
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! |