Rustage - Torbjorn Rap lyrics
[Rustage - Torbjorn Rap lyrics]
Strike the hammer to the anvil
Another grand kill, forging steel
Make you yield to a stand still
My creation, I'm taking down your
Whole nation, thunderous strikes
It's another patient who needs an advil
I'm soldering wires I'm connecting
Robotic parts; I'm erecting
Robotic hearts; I'm protecting
Psychotic bots; I'm correcting
I'm popping shots and I'm sweating
Leave you on the ground broken
It's you that need repairing
When Torb attacks, your bones are cracked
So pack your bags and don't come back
That's a fact, collecting scrap
You're spending all your effort
Can't make a dent into my armor packs
Setting up turrets and guns
Locking them on when you run
I'll be blasting billions of bullets
Banging you till you're gone
Now hold on son, I'm the smartest percentile
Snipe you cross the map
With my rivot projectile
Forged in flames of iron, there's no denying
It's the keenest
Meanest Sweedish engineer work
That I'm supplying
Undefeated, the quality that's applying
Means that I can sip my drink
As I'm watching your team dying
I hear them cheering as
I'm working engineering
I'm gearing up for advances
I'm snearing at all your fearing
You're quivering in your boots just at
The thought of me appearing
You snivelling little newt
It's your blood that I'll be smearing
Not a dwarf, I'm a monster
Boiling my circuit's, overflowing
I'm getting stronger
Ya want to
See this side of me then last start a war
Unleashing this unlocked fury inside
Of my molten core
I'm the prime of brains over brawn
Ya outta time and you'll never respawn
Backs against the wall, you'll fall
Leave you withdrawn
Telling your kids horror
Stories about Torbjorn
Another grand kill, forging steel
Make you yield to a stand still
My creation, I'm taking down your
Whole nation, thunderous strikes
It's another patient who needs an advil
I'm soldering wires I'm connecting
Robotic parts; I'm erecting
Robotic hearts; I'm protecting
Psychotic bots; I'm correcting
I'm popping shots and I'm sweating
Leave you on the ground broken
It's you that need repairing
When Torb attacks, your bones are cracked
So pack your bags and don't come back
That's a fact, collecting scrap
You're spending all your effort
Can't make a dent into my armor packs
Setting up turrets and guns
Locking them on when you run
I'll be blasting billions of bullets
Banging you till you're gone
Now hold on son, I'm the smartest percentile
Snipe you cross the map
With my rivot projectile
Forged in flames of iron, there's no denying
It's the keenest
Meanest Sweedish engineer work
That I'm supplying
Undefeated, the quality that's applying
Means that I can sip my drink
As I'm watching your team dying
I hear them cheering as
I'm working engineering
I'm gearing up for advances
I'm snearing at all your fearing
You're quivering in your boots just at
The thought of me appearing
You snivelling little newt
It's your blood that I'll be smearing
Not a dwarf, I'm a monster
Boiling my circuit's, overflowing
I'm getting stronger
Ya want to
See this side of me then last start a war
Unleashing this unlocked fury inside
Of my molten core
I'm the prime of brains over brawn
Ya outta time and you'll never respawn
Backs against the wall, you'll fall
Leave you withdrawn
Telling your kids horror
Stories about Torbjorn