K, I wrote the Demo and the Scout just now & the Sniper and revising the other verses a few days ago. The rest was written forever ago. Probably continue to tweak and have to change some parts if I want to record it (I would need at least one other person to switch off verses with but you gotta have mad skills) but its solid groundwork…

Scottish black cyclops, of the apocolypse

dark as Lock Ness, I fear no crockets

Straight alcoholicness I pack bottle ****

I drink a lotta swigs then I beat you all with it

Sticky icky — my **** is the bomb

Lay it down tricky in a second you’re gone

I’m the don, the boss, the big hoss daddy

Takin heads, slayin dead medieval on you laddy

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I’m cappin’ points fist full of pain train

shovel to my head — I play so insane

shotgun and male reproductive organ or hit you with a rocket

stop em when I drop em got blood out the sockets

demos targe? I’m at large lead the charge

buff banner them boys scatter when you call me sarge

I came here to win — you understand men?

so step off my point or inform your next of kin

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Woah there GI I think your brain took some shrapnel

I’m the point man cap points quicker than I cap fools

force of nature, I’ll race ya, you’re too late ya

cut I don’t hate ya you’re too easy to flank ya

cuz were I grew up —we don’t get blew up

no time to screw up — bonk, I drink two up

got balls I’m the sprinter stick to defense sir

I’m an all star hitter but I need a dispenser!

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Time for an update it’s the fate of the engie

straight don’t hesitate when I build a sentry

I run these guns to perforate my enemy

cooperation motivation when I make my entry

wrench plenty it’s a must so you can’t bust this

and if you do Imma deal you frontier justice

dispenser up that’s wasup got supplies on deck

bring fire my desire so we keep them spys in check

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Pyro here comin clear with the mask off

burn up this mic like I backblast that bum off

hot tempered cinder but I’m a cold winner

mean as the devil bringin hell to the sinners

so keep your distance — but don’t stare son

or you sizzle when I hit you with this flare gun

A spy stabbin me? Yeah I dare one

I set the whole world ablaze — and I don’t spare none

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Big, hard and heavy keep it spinnin’ on the ready

Try to step to me and I shoot this burst steady

two girls like lezzies and you better not touch ‘em

this whole team is babies time for me to crush ‘em

Suckers get to close – you know I punch ‘em

I’m droppin’ sandviches so my teammates can munch ‘em

it’s nothin, I’m buffin, with my boy medic

so step up to the mic cuz you’re a team credit

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It’s the medic no doubt here to help you out

I pick you up when you down that’s what I’m about

They call me sawbones cuz I got the knack

over here heavy — but first show your back

too late you died and fyi I’m the spy

look like the other guy but don’t believe your eyes

you’re out of luck, you get stuck like none other

the last words you hear — I ****ed your mother

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Saw it comin mate, clear from a distance

have a g’day sprayed with a jar I ****ed in

I’m a wiz with my wiz you can’t inviz this

you’re outlived gettin shived in an instant

six feet down under, you attack and fail

I prevail, hard as nails like Saxton Hale

See a spot for shot so with that I bail

sendin rounds cross town like package mail