Ash fills the air among spirals of smoke

Hammer smash anvils, the fire is stoked

Masters of craftsmanship shall clash

Excuse me, can we do a way without a dramatic intro?

Oi, let′s get into the action

Hope you're ready bucko

Go ahead and "build ′em up", you're still a short stack

At four foot seven? I kind of adore that

No wonder I had trouble tryna find where Torb's at

Tolkien just called, he′d like his dwarf back

You have a degree? How did you forge that?

I′ve got eleven, from attack to support, fact

Better rev up that old molten core, stat

And get your burn on because you only store fat

Wanna be a Viking? You gotta be taller

And stop selling your weapons, you're making omnics stronger

Then you got lazy when you stopped making armor

But I′ll give you an olive branch if I can talk to your daughter

You oughtta upgrade, let me give you a hand

Otherwise you won't have a leg on which you can stand

I′ll call ya Long John Silver, it's a pleasure, captain

But the only treasure you′ll get is what I've been scrapping

Keep your scrap 'cause I don′t need your scrap

My turret′s ready, don't ask where I was keeping that

I′m a walking furnace, turn up the heat to max

Shed your tears, engineer, I believe you're sapped

Congratulations on your education

This Texan′s potential hasn't been wasted

Till we face off, then he′ll walk on fresh coals

That'll be a warm-up for when his feet get cold

See, I don't need a triple-decker sentry defense

You let your turrent do the work, I′ll be hammering heads

At any distance, I′m fit for any positioning

I've written your obituary and it is riveting

You know, for such a burly guy

You′re sure not the "get your hands dirty" type

You just sit back, relax, and observe the fight

Here's a professional courtesy, diversify

You got a bad case of Napoleon Syndrome

But at least Mr. Bonaparte knew how to win some

Diversification is my certification

Teleporters and health dispensers? I can make ′em

Now whip out your tennis launcher, we're playin′ hardball

You're an easy target when you're wider than you are tall

It won′t only be your toes that I′m stepping on

I know you're Swedish but I still think you′re a leprechaun

Call me what you want, I might as well be mythical

With my unmatched skills in crafting at their pinnacle

Like Tony Stark, just vertically challenged

You're redneck trash, nothing for me to salvage

You think a single turret′s all I've amounted?

I have outfitted armies, the numbers are countless

It′s how I built my legacy, my name is reputed

Now I'll bludgeon your face and I aim to improve it

If my crew can't find health, they don′t deserve it

I′m a fully blown DPS and I've earned it

I′m a sure shot and not just a marksman

I've got seven daughters, keep your eyes off them

I drop the gavel and my enemies scatter

Ain′t the size of the man but his hammer that matters

I could outlast you on health and armor alone

Hold up a second, Brigitte's calling my phone

Hello, darling

No, you′re not going out with a boy I haven't met

What do you mean I know him?

You're looking at him

Calm down you old war profiteer

Don′t wanna make Thanksgiving awkward this year

Listen Toblerone, don′t you overload

You wanna keep your head when you step in the rodeo

'Cause you′re as good as dead unless Reinhardt's with ya

But I can promise I′ll be real nice to Brigitte

That's a molten roast, you wanna give me some hell?

Why don′t we let our handiwork speak for itself

Turret activated with my verse deployed

By the time you set up your sentry you'll see your work destroyed

Within an instant I'm ready, even at a distance I′m deadly

My ammunition is endless so your attrition is steady

When I′m on the payload I'll effectively defend it

If my builder′s on a killstreak, give me the credit

This is Swedish engineering from an expert designer

Don't American sentries get sent over from China?

I′m a homegrown machine, see the guns I'm toting?

You don′t begin to compare to me, you're a one-trick pony

Stupid little peashooter, look, I'm launching rockets

If you see me getting upgrades you′ll wanna stop it

Throw a wrench in my plans and I′ll just improve

Plus I'm easy to relocate, always on the move

Back to the drawing board, Torb, with these blueprints

′Cause whatever wasn't broken you don′t need to fix