[Sniper]
A professional standards that includes efficiency
In the discardin' of my targets put them out their misery
When I am dissin' on the beat, this hitman is making the heat
While all your boring allegories put a Sydney boy to sleep
I am an old fashion assassin, you're a cold passionless ratchet
See how slow your heart tempo is when I go squash an arachnid!
And my bow blasts unattractive widows kissing her goodbye
You're gonna wish I was a soldier when I got you in my sights
[Widowmaker]
I can't believe they got me pitted up against somebody
With a flow that's only useful when you use it for Jarate
And his sniping's seeming sloppy so it's gotta be apparent
That this cocky amateur has let me down more than his parents!
Oh did that one sting?
If that is the case there is now wonder your HP
Is by far the lowest of your brothers!
Machetes, will not help when I behead this hunter
C'est la vie, put you back into the land down under!
[Sniper]
Crikey mates! Now feast your eyes
The widow spins a web of lies
Because her mind's so weak and blind
She had her husband sniped at night!
After the Talon wiped her mind
And now she finds herself a spy
But you know I tend to remind your kind to surrender your lives!
I'm certified gotta spit hard rhymes and unload on a bloke I'm a flow carbine!
Till your cold heart dies, do you feel alive? When I load up a bullet to blow your mind?
The literal kind, after the genocide collect my profit
Won't be trouble you've been pummeled by a kid rocking a gauntlet!
A professional standards that includes efficiency
In the discardin' of my targets put them out their misery
When I am dissin' on the beat, this hitman is making the heat
While all your boring allegories put a Sydney boy to sleep
I am an old fashion assassin, you're a cold passionless ratchet
See how slow your heart tempo is when I go squash an arachnid!
And my bow blasts unattractive widows kissing her goodbye
You're gonna wish I was a soldier when I got you in my sights
[Widowmaker]
I can't believe they got me pitted up against somebody
With a flow that's only useful when you use it for Jarate
And his sniping's seeming sloppy so it's gotta be apparent
That this cocky amateur has let me down more than his parents!
Oh did that one sting?
If that is the case there is now wonder your HP
Is by far the lowest of your brothers!
Machetes, will not help when I behead this hunter
C'est la vie, put you back into the land down under!
[Sniper]
Crikey mates! Now feast your eyes
The widow spins a web of lies
Because her mind's so weak and blind
She had her husband sniped at night!
After the Talon wiped her mind
And now she finds herself a spy
But you know I tend to remind your kind to surrender your lives!
I'm certified gotta spit hard rhymes and unload on a bloke I'm a flow carbine!
Till your cold heart dies, do you feel alive? When I load up a bullet to blow your mind?
The literal kind, after the genocide collect my profit
Won't be trouble you've been pummeled by a kid rocking a gauntlet!
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