Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soldier Vs Pharah Rap Battle, artist - JT Music.
Date of issue: 31.05.2019
Song language: English
Soldier Vs Pharah Rap Battle |
Train hard maggots! |
That’s an order |
I’m gonna blow up this track — with my knack for mortars |
At the end of this war you will have no quarter |
So you best retreat 'cause I’m blasting forward |
I’m racking up kills so efficiently |
My weapon’s heavy yet I have skilled mobility |
'Cause I’m a rocket man — but I won’t burn out my fuse |
Haven’t stopped battling since World War II |
And they rejected me from the army?! |
I’m a one man militia — must be why they didn’t want me |
I’ve killed a lot of Nazis — call it my hobby |
And where were you Pharah? |
Crying for mommy?! |
Boo hoo |
Pain is weakness leaving the body |
It’s nothing to me 'cause I’m a rocket jockey |
I can’t take a little Flak — look who can fly now |
Don’t give her a rifle — she might shoot her eye out |
See this rocket launcher? |
I’m self-taught with it |
Beware my massive splash damage, don’t get caught in it |
On second thought I could’ve fathered you darlin' |
But when your jets fail, I won’t honor the fallen |
Careful old man, you’re not ready for this |
You couldn’t find a helmet that even fits |
So find it no surprise that you steadily miss |
The only soldier I know is 76 |
Now buckle up coward, I’ll show you power |
I respect veterans, not stolen valor |
What kind of soldier works alone? |
You should turn yourself over to a nursing home |
I fight for justice, you kill for slaughter |
I’ve been decorated with so many medals of honor |
Like my mother and father and their mother and father |
You’re not a dad but I’ll make you cannon fodder |
Rocket jumping sounds dangerous |
You must be a masochist if pain is bliss |
So I guess you asked for this, I’ll aim and just |
Blast you back 10 years when your game’s a hit |
Welcome to the future, I’ve got a jetpack |
You’ve been living in the past, you should get back |
Now your sins shall be paid for with blood |
I’m a goddess and justice reigns from above |
I once killed a man with a god complex |
Was he responsible for the holocaust? |
Yes! |
Call this your dishonorable discharge |
You won’t even see it coming «Is this just a drill sarge?!» |
Call yourself a goddess? |
Now I’m atheist |
But there’s no better title than a patriot |
I’ll kill you with this shovel then dig your grave with it |
There ain’t no place you’re safe from my blast radius |
So fly against me — come try to end me |
You’ll find out why these guys aren’t friendly |
Your fuel’s running low and so is your luck |
Gliding around — might as well be a sitting duck |
I’ll drop you before you even start a rocket barrage |
The only barrage from you will be your body — in parts |
If I was her dad, this brat — I would never let her fly |
Stand down, let me fight that 76 guy |
You’re so beneath me, you could use a boost |
When I’m done you’re gonna wish you flew the coop |
If I taught you how to fly, it would be a crash course |
Thanks for your service — that nobody asked for |
How do your rockets stack up — you have four? |
Loading one by one is not fast, can you add more? |
You don’t wanna waste any, be careful with them |
'Cause it won’t take long till my tank’s full again |
Back into the fray, knockin' tangos down |
I can’t even count how many I’m layin' out |
When I’m rockin' my Raptora — I’m superior |
You’re a dinosaur, I’m a meteor |
You’re not a part of any army, squad or corps |
And your pathetic base — I would not call a fort |
Running low on ammo you cannot at all afford |
Clearly you never read the art of war |