[Intro: Junkrat]
Y'know, I'm no DJ
But you could always count me to spin that sh—

[Verse 1: Junkrat]
Like a RIP-Tire to a lit match (Ooh)
I'm about to explode on this track (Ah)
That's right, Junkrat primed and ready
I'll have you bouncin' high as betty (Boom)
Send you flyin' right outta your boots (Wah!)
I'd call that a fine how do ya' do (My god)
Demoman, better head back to your base
Oh wait, I flattened the place (Sorry)
I get paid loads thanks to payloads
No joke, I'll leave your bank broke
Lay low, 'cause I'm on a roll
Get it? Fire in the hole!
You look sad like a bomb that got defused (Aw)
Are you mad that I have more balls than you? (Ooh)
Ph. D., call me 'Doctor Boom'
Hope you got a Plan B, you're getting knocked up

[Verse 2: Demoman]
Ew, I smell trash a-burnin'
Must be this disgusting scrappy vermin
No worry, I'll demolish the freak
After all, he's a homage to me (Yeah, baby)
Talkin' explosives? I wrote the book (Ayy)
Everything you know, you just took
You're not my rival, you're just a fan
Junkrat's first name must be Stan (Ha)
"All he wanted was an autograph"
I'll sign a grenade and launch it back (Go!)
Mine move faster, hide you, bastard
Area controlled, time to capture
I've got plenty of sticky bombs
Your wimpy mines are gimpy ones
So come a little closer, click, you're done (Boom)
Bloody hell my whiskey's gone (No!)
[Chorus: Demoman, Junkrat, Junkrat & Demoman]
This town ain't big enough for both of us
Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up
Settin' you on fire
Then I'll liquify ya
Time to meet your maker
Time that you retire

[Post-Chorus: Demoman]
You should grow some hair on your face
You wee, little lad

[Verse 3: Junkrat]
Oh, what a day, what a lovely day (For what?)
For mayhem, wouldn't ya say (Yay!)
You call me a fan, but I do your job better
Whenever you're off on another long bender
What a role model, hungover much?
Throw you in the drunk tank, sober up
Even if you're not in my line of sight
I got a bangin' bank shot, dynamite!
I'm immune to any mine I drop
Boo-hoo, you lost an eye, cyclops (Wah, wah, wah)
I lost my whole leg, and yet
I still find a way to stay a step ahead (Yep)
I take no fall damage, ain't afraid of heights
Survived an apocalypse, it was a delight (Woo!)
Even if you kill me, I'm not done explodin'
Can't keep up you're stuck reloadin'
[Verse 4: Demoman]
You've got a few tangled wires
Forget explosives, stick with tires
You may have range, I'm an expert in melee
I'll take a nine iron right to your brain, mate
What a pansy prancin' around (Ew)
Head full of eyeballs, I'll whack 'em out!
You want the high ground? I wouldn't dare
I can strafe while I'm in the air (Glee!)
I've got skill, you need only luck
Guts and glory (Mostly guts)
They'll have to glue you back together in hell
With a closed casket at your wake as well (Meh)
Keep your gold, I have intelligence
You're a psycho, I fight with elegance (Yeah)
Turn this Rat to a pile of junk
Even while I'm half-blind and drunk

[Chorus: Demoman, Junkrat, Junkrat & Demoman]
This town ain't big enough for both of us
Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up
Settin' you on fire
Then I'll liquify ya
Time to meet your maker
Time that you retire
[Verse 5: Junkrat & Roadhog]
I do have a high IQ, by that, I mean income quota (Cha-ching!)
The only cache you'll take from me is the kind that'll blow up
Nobody knows who you are anymore
This rap is your resurrection (You're welcome)
You're nowhere near my level
Then again, you lack the depth perception (Ooh)
Just read the comments under this song
Something tells me you're gonna bomb
My bodyguard will bust you up
Ugh, what is gonna shut you up?
My limp won't hinder victory since I have the better hand
You laid the blueprints for me, you're truly a demo, man

[Verse 6: Demoman]
If I'm your blueprint, why aren't you an improvement? (Huh?)
You're a lightweight and a nuisance
With a sidekick who thinks you're useless (True)
The outback taught you survival skills
But you're not built for fighting (Nah)
If you're so rich, then where'd you get your weapons
Dumpster diving? (Yep)
Now we're talkin' trash, since you've actually set that standard (Homeless)
Beware the dangers of radiation, wait, you are the cancer
My liver's in better shape than you
And I drink as much as you weigh times two (Ooh)
Not so bloody cocksure now?
Head on home to Junkertown
And ooh, that's right you got locked out!

[Chorus: Demoman, Junkrat, Junkrat & Demoman]
This town ain't big enough for both of us
Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up
Settin' you on fire
Then I'll liquify ya
Time to meet your maker
Time that you retire