[Verse 1: JT Music (as Scout)]
Got ya' head spinnin', runnin' circles around ya'
With a baseball bat that I'm usin' to pound ya'
I'll be up in your 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, then 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?

[Verse 2: JT Music (as Soldier)]
About face, maggots, stand at attention
Learn from a soldier who's reached perfection
Forward charge with my RPG
Helmet so low, I can hardly see!
Bam! Rocket 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!

[Verse 3: JT Music (as Pyro & Scout)]
Welcome to my magical candy land where smiles are from ear-to-ear
And everyone loves eachother, come and spread the cheer!
Fire! Fire! Fire!(Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha!)

[Chorus]
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 class, I'm gonna kick your ass!
'Cause that's what we were born to do!
[Verse 4: JT Music (as Engineer)]
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, oughta wreck you bumpkins
And just in case I need it, self destruction
Step back 'fore I wack you with a wrench
When my turrets spot you, you're as good as dead, ha!

[Verse 5: JT Music (as Heavy)]
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'd 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 sandwich!
(Okay, I'm good)

[Verse 6: JT Music (as Demoman)]
Are you a bleeding idiot? To fight with a drunken Scot'?
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 axe!
[Chorus]
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 to choose!

[Verse 7: JT Music (as Medic)]
I'm the Medic, so don't go far
You might want a taste of my Ubercharge!
Still a doctor, but I lost my license
This 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 Schweinehund, I will win this!
Don't overdose on my syringes!

[Verse 8: JT Music (as Sniper)]
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 (*gunshot*)
Keep on runnin'!
[Verse 9: JT Music (as Spy)]
You probably know me from my disguise, I dress as sharp as all my knives
Just when you think I am on your team, au revoir, ma chere
I'm a very accomplished backstabber who destroys your equipment with my sapper!
Gentlemen, there's a spy in our midst! An he's got plenty of ass to kick!

[Chorus]
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 class, I'm gonna kick your ass!
'Cause that's what we were born to do!