We hang in pairs

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We The Immaculate Team, that’s T.I.T.
2 of us you’ll always see.
Cause we watch each others backs, we hang in pairs
We are tits for life so you haters beware.





When we roll by, a heavy and a medic,
And we blow up your ♥♥♥♥, we ain’t apologetic.
Especially when we pop an ubercharge
You start running like ♥♥♥♥♥♥ yelling, “heavy at large!”
But we are not always in this combination,
There’s a lot of variety in the tit nation.
We always come in different shapes and sizes,
When you play us, prepare for surprises.
But we never cheat, what you see is what you get.
Sometimes you might even get killed by our turret.
When you try to ♥♥♥♥ with us, you get a pop to the head
Unless you’re uberd, you probably are dead,
And if you are ubered don’t get too pumped
Cause right now your medic is taking a dump.
Of course he isn’t, really, taking a ♥♥♥♥.
We stunned his ass, so you get killed by nother tit.
We capture every point and every flag,
When we’re on your team you have the win in the bag.

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We are of course the biggest on a pole dancer,
The only time we lose is a battle with cancer.
We sport our flag every place we play at,
So join one us, so you can come and see it,
And then we can also kick you ass
Our nips are so hard, they cut glass.
Cause everyone knows that we are cold,
We are so cold, we freeze alcohol.
All you posers are just noobs,
You are not real tits, you are just man-boobs.
All you want to do is to settle for the draw,
The solution to that issue is a man bra.
Our pursuit of perfection is a science
And you are more imperfect than the ’08 Lions.
When we join a team we have so much enertia,
We coast to the win, so lets just go to commercial.

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Multi Clan Gaming Orange x3
That is the place of T.I.T.
You can think of us as MC Hammer of such,
Cause that’s the server you just can’t touch.
We ♥♥♥♥ you up more than Stephen King’s “It”.
Teams want us, like flies want ♥♥♥♥.
Cause we change the game like Barrack Obama
And you lose all the time so you like to cause drama.
Real tits don’t need a push up bra,
We don’t need it cause we are raw.
That doesn’t mean uncooked, it means we aint fake.
We are freshly squeezed, you’re made from concentrate.
You also enjoy crying to your mama,
So we spit in your face like the petting zoo llama.
But come join us if you’re a kick ass gamer,
Cause every tit is a future hall of famer.
Soon you’ll you be reading bout us in a book,
Right now just enjoy my awesome hook.

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