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Team Fortress 2's RED Team arranged in the order from the class selection screen.
Pixel base originally made by
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Available as a shirt and a bunch of other stuff on my Redbubble:
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More designs in this series are coming for sure.
Team Fortress 2's RED Team arranged in the order from the class selection screen.
Pixel base originally made by
daebellyAvailable as a shirt and a bunch of other stuff on my Redbubble:
https://www.redbubble.com/people/sm.....&p=t-shirt
More designs in this series are coming for sure.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Human
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Three
Two
One
Begin
🏃♂️ Watch out! The Scout’s out ‘n’ about
Runnin’ around, bringin’ bonks right down on yer scalp (Boink!)
D’you even know who you’re talkin’ to here?
I’m a streak a’ greased lightnin’, keep fightin’ fer years
I’m a stunner
Number one run-‘n’-gunner
My beats bring the heat cos I’m a sweet double jumper
Yer finger’s on the trigger, but before ya get ta pull it
I’ll take a sip a’ fizz and I’ll go whizzin’ past yer bullets
I am on it like a rocket on a course ta freakin’ pound ya
Call me supersonic, cos I’m runnin’ rings around ya
I’m a dab hand
With a sandman
I’m the baddest
In the Badlands
I’m a speed freak
With a kill streak
See a blur, then it’s bang bang
💣 A’m the Demo!
Boom goes ma M.O.
Tyrant from the Highlands, gettin’ violent on the bellows
The only thing more violent than me would be my ammo
A’ll leave ye blown tae pieces while ma piece is screamin’ “blammo!”
Did this have whiskey in or was it nitroglycerine?
A’ll find oot on the way oot if A’m spoutin’ flamin’ piss again
Cos if A live another day
Ma liver might go anyway
An’ A’d rather go in glory so in war, A won’t be givin’ in
A suffer for my art
A’ve got sulphur on the heart
This tartan Spartan’s gonna tear ye apart
Fire shots at the cyclops, it never ends well
Oh, they’re gonna have tae glue you back together in Hell!
🎯 Zoom, red dot
Boom, headshot
Your head’s got
A new lead clot
Bring ya to a dead stop
Leave ya with yer head popped
Another target on my list that can be checked off
Cos on a mission, I am viciously efficient
My vital’s just my rifle and a set o’ jars ta piss in
When it comes to assassins, you could say I’m high-calibre
Yankin’ my machete from yer head like it’s Excalibur
No mercy mercen’ry, I’ll take ya down like cattle when
My true forte in 2Fort’s playin’ blood sports on the battlements
Spray yer brain ‘fore ya even know what’s happenin’
Safe ta say, no way that you’ll be wearin’ hats again
If you’re seeing RED or you’re feeling BLU
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare
In stylish headwear
Then have we got the game for you
No, there isn’t any greater
Military millinery simulator
We fight all day to find out who’s
The most fashionable faction in TF2
🪖 Listen up, cos I won’t say it again
You better not be sissies because war is not a game!
Unless of course it’s war games
Then I’m all for games
Hope you’re keeping score because numerate, 1 sur3 ain’t
I’m good at fighting, ask Sun Tzu
I taught him all he knows in the art of shovel fu
Way back in ancient China, when I met him one night
He said, “Soldier’s really cool and the best at winning fights”
Now I win all the fight money wherever I go
Cos my rockets go “boom”, and then you explode
Now, the Army told me that I was crazy
But I wrote this song, so I’m clearly amazing
🕵️♂️ Gentlemen
It won’t be gentle when
I sneak into your base and steal the faces of your helpless friends
Stealing your briefcase
Really was a brief case
You think you’re smart, but I have the intelligence
Be a man, why do you have to die screaming?
I shoot you, take your loot and take my suit for dry cleaning
I’m not cheating, you ignorant swine
I creep in and sneak things right into your spine
When I fight with my butterfly, it stings like a bee
So tonight, tell your mother “Hi”, give her a kiss for me
I’m debonair
With deadly flair
I’m anyone and anywhere
The face your mother wakes to is the last you’ll ever see
👊 I am Heavy Weapons Guy
I make puny babies cry
Want to live? Rule one:
Don’t. Touch. My. Gun!
May be slow, no need to rush ya
When I’m rolling with Natascha
Fill you dead with holes, we crush ya
Leave you cold like snow in Russia
Puny gun, I punch more damage
Chew you up for lunch like sandvich
Think you can outrun me? Prove it
I’d like to see you outrun bullet
If you’re seeing RED or you’re feeling BLU
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare
In stylish headwear
Then have we got the game for you
No, there isn’t any greater
Military millinery simulator
We fight all day to find out who’s
The most fashionable faction in TF2
🔧 Howdy, the Engineer’s in the field
Farm-boy charm with a megaton yield
Ah’ve got a cranium
Laced with uranium
Dispense your offense with the weapons Ah wield
Ah’m hot stuff, cos Ah’ve a hundred degrees
So if ya boil mah blood, you’ll get burned on Steam
Ah’m overqualified
To leave ya nullified
An’ tan your sorry hide
You better run an’ hide
Or die by mah machines
Just a friendly Engy
Preventin’ entry
With a deadly sentry
Each practical problem Ah solve, mah skill mounts
The only thang higher than mah IQ is mah kill count
🔥 Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Emboldened scolding folds of red and gold are my desire!
It’s my sacred duty, keep the beauty burning higher
Leave you dismembered in the embers, every felling swells the pyre!
I’m a terror from the nether, something that you’ve never seen
With a charcoal soul, heart pumping kerosene
You’ve met your match, you’ll be a charred patch on the floorboards
I’ll strike a match and strike the match off of the scoreboard
What’s it matter if my brain’s deranged when I snuff you out?
Boy, does it look lovely out!
Candy canes and fluffy clouds!
Now I’m racking up the kills
As I’m cranking up the grill
Easy to blow you away when you’re just powder
🏥 Got a little headache?
You’d better call ze Medic
Vere you vanting anaesthetic?
Really, don’t be so pathetic
Zhat burning is a bird within your sternum
Zhat snuck in vhile I vas vorking
But I think a bloody dove is quite a lovely aesthetic
You grazed your knee?
Vell, it seems to me
You need invasive exploratory surgery
See, I may have a little uncertainty
Between patient? Specimen? Blur to me
Get ze point of my syringes in your hiney?
I’ll übercharge and buff you til you’re shiney
I could fix you quick vith my medi gun
Ze procedure’s painless, but zhat’s no fun
If you’re feeling BLU or you’re seeing RED
If what’s on your mind’s what’s on your head
Who wants to battle
When there’s catalogues
Of hats to browse instead
It’s not how far you push the cart
What matters is the noble art
Of dressing heads
In dandy threads
To wear whilst you are blown apart
If you’re seeing RED or you’re feeling BLU
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare
In stylish headwear
Then have we got the game for you
No, there isn’t any greater
Military millinery simulator
We fight all day to find out who’s
The most fashionable faction in TF2
Two
One
Begin
🏃♂️ Watch out! The Scout’s out ‘n’ about
Runnin’ around, bringin’ bonks right down on yer scalp (Boink!)
D’you even know who you’re talkin’ to here?
I’m a streak a’ greased lightnin’, keep fightin’ fer years
I’m a stunner
Number one run-‘n’-gunner
My beats bring the heat cos I’m a sweet double jumper
Yer finger’s on the trigger, but before ya get ta pull it
I’ll take a sip a’ fizz and I’ll go whizzin’ past yer bullets
I am on it like a rocket on a course ta freakin’ pound ya
Call me supersonic, cos I’m runnin’ rings around ya
I’m a dab hand
With a sandman
I’m the baddest
In the Badlands
I’m a speed freak
With a kill streak
See a blur, then it’s bang bang
💣 A’m the Demo!
Boom goes ma M.O.
Tyrant from the Highlands, gettin’ violent on the bellows
The only thing more violent than me would be my ammo
A’ll leave ye blown tae pieces while ma piece is screamin’ “blammo!”
Did this have whiskey in or was it nitroglycerine?
A’ll find oot on the way oot if A’m spoutin’ flamin’ piss again
Cos if A live another day
Ma liver might go anyway
An’ A’d rather go in glory so in war, A won’t be givin’ in
A suffer for my art
A’ve got sulphur on the heart
This tartan Spartan’s gonna tear ye apart
Fire shots at the cyclops, it never ends well
Oh, they’re gonna have tae glue you back together in Hell!
🎯 Zoom, red dot
Boom, headshot
Your head’s got
A new lead clot
Bring ya to a dead stop
Leave ya with yer head popped
Another target on my list that can be checked off
Cos on a mission, I am viciously efficient
My vital’s just my rifle and a set o’ jars ta piss in
When it comes to assassins, you could say I’m high-calibre
Yankin’ my machete from yer head like it’s Excalibur
No mercy mercen’ry, I’ll take ya down like cattle when
My true forte in 2Fort’s playin’ blood sports on the battlements
Spray yer brain ‘fore ya even know what’s happenin’
Safe ta say, no way that you’ll be wearin’ hats again
If you’re seeing RED or you’re feeling BLU
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare
In stylish headwear
Then have we got the game for you
No, there isn’t any greater
Military millinery simulator
We fight all day to find out who’s
The most fashionable faction in TF2
🪖 Listen up, cos I won’t say it again
You better not be sissies because war is not a game!
Unless of course it’s war games
Then I’m all for games
Hope you’re keeping score because numerate, 1 sur3 ain’t
I’m good at fighting, ask Sun Tzu
I taught him all he knows in the art of shovel fu
Way back in ancient China, when I met him one night
He said, “Soldier’s really cool and the best at winning fights”
Now I win all the fight money wherever I go
Cos my rockets go “boom”, and then you explode
Now, the Army told me that I was crazy
But I wrote this song, so I’m clearly amazing
🕵️♂️ Gentlemen
It won’t be gentle when
I sneak into your base and steal the faces of your helpless friends
Stealing your briefcase
Really was a brief case
You think you’re smart, but I have the intelligence
Be a man, why do you have to die screaming?
I shoot you, take your loot and take my suit for dry cleaning
I’m not cheating, you ignorant swine
I creep in and sneak things right into your spine
When I fight with my butterfly, it stings like a bee
So tonight, tell your mother “Hi”, give her a kiss for me
I’m debonair
With deadly flair
I’m anyone and anywhere
The face your mother wakes to is the last you’ll ever see
👊 I am Heavy Weapons Guy
I make puny babies cry
Want to live? Rule one:
Don’t. Touch. My. Gun!
May be slow, no need to rush ya
When I’m rolling with Natascha
Fill you dead with holes, we crush ya
Leave you cold like snow in Russia
Puny gun, I punch more damage
Chew you up for lunch like sandvich
Think you can outrun me? Prove it
I’d like to see you outrun bullet
If you’re seeing RED or you’re feeling BLU
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare
In stylish headwear
Then have we got the game for you
No, there isn’t any greater
Military millinery simulator
We fight all day to find out who’s
The most fashionable faction in TF2
🔧 Howdy, the Engineer’s in the field
Farm-boy charm with a megaton yield
Ah’ve got a cranium
Laced with uranium
Dispense your offense with the weapons Ah wield
Ah’m hot stuff, cos Ah’ve a hundred degrees
So if ya boil mah blood, you’ll get burned on Steam
Ah’m overqualified
To leave ya nullified
An’ tan your sorry hide
You better run an’ hide
Or die by mah machines
Just a friendly Engy
Preventin’ entry
With a deadly sentry
Each practical problem Ah solve, mah skill mounts
The only thang higher than mah IQ is mah kill count
🔥 Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Emboldened scolding folds of red and gold are my desire!
It’s my sacred duty, keep the beauty burning higher
Leave you dismembered in the embers, every felling swells the pyre!
I’m a terror from the nether, something that you’ve never seen
With a charcoal soul, heart pumping kerosene
You’ve met your match, you’ll be a charred patch on the floorboards
I’ll strike a match and strike the match off of the scoreboard
What’s it matter if my brain’s deranged when I snuff you out?
Boy, does it look lovely out!
Candy canes and fluffy clouds!
Now I’m racking up the kills
As I’m cranking up the grill
Easy to blow you away when you’re just powder
🏥 Got a little headache?
You’d better call ze Medic
Vere you vanting anaesthetic?
Really, don’t be so pathetic
Zhat burning is a bird within your sternum
Zhat snuck in vhile I vas vorking
But I think a bloody dove is quite a lovely aesthetic
You grazed your knee?
Vell, it seems to me
You need invasive exploratory surgery
See, I may have a little uncertainty
Between patient? Specimen? Blur to me
Get ze point of my syringes in your hiney?
I’ll übercharge and buff you til you’re shiney
I could fix you quick vith my medi gun
Ze procedure’s painless, but zhat’s no fun
If you’re feeling BLU or you’re seeing RED
If what’s on your mind’s what’s on your head
Who wants to battle
When there’s catalogues
Of hats to browse instead
It’s not how far you push the cart
What matters is the noble art
Of dressing heads
In dandy threads
To wear whilst you are blown apart
If you’re seeing RED or you’re feeling BLU
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare
In stylish headwear
Then have we got the game for you
No, there isn’t any greater
Military millinery simulator
We fight all day to find out who’s
The most fashionable faction in TF2
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