Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's time for your prognosis, the doctor is in
Heroes never die, but you're not one of them
I arrive on swift wings like a bird in a hurry
If you have an emergency, get word out to Mercy
I may have a halo, but I am no angel
With my damage buffs, I can make your life painful
Who will patch you up after I've hurt you badly?
Better call the Medic, oh wait, that's me
[Verse 2]
Prepare for your examination
If you don't have your papers, then you face extermination
Pardon me, frau, how did you become a doctor?
Where I'm from, only men get a job offer
Did I strike a nerve?
Yes, I think it's working
See, healing is not as rewarding as the hurting
You were doomed from the start, dummkopf
And your lyrics are almost as weak as you are
[Verse 3]
At the top of my field, I could give you guidance
After all, I heard about how you lost your license
Messing with me isn't healthy, here's a warning
After this battle, take some aspirin and call me back in the morning
For your sake, I hope that you can self heal quickly
I can glide and fly, good luck keeping up with me
Pity on your bad rhymes, always flatline
On a scale of one to ten, where's your pain at?
[Verse 4]
Nein
Stay where you belong, on the sidelines
Or the only flatlining will be your vital signs
Your healing stream won't clean up this bloodbath
My Ubercharge is wunderbar, your skills are wunderbad
I haven't lost my sanity, I'm simply going mad
Kill them all
Those are just the voices in my head
[Bridge]
Wait, hold the mic, I need to heal my team, stat
So do I, sorry, we'll be right back
[Chorus]
I can give you strength
I can make you tough
I will heal all your pain
And your attack will be buffed
If I can't use weapons or defend you with violence
I'll have your back and help you kill them with kindness
[Bridge]
Alright, enough with that scheisse
Watch your language, schweinhund
Hey, that's my word
I know because it describes you perfectly
[Verse 5]
Let me give you some doctor-assisted homicide
Hold on, am I speaking to Jekyll or Hyde?
My diagnosis, split personality
Check your mail, I'll send my consultation fee
But it doesn't take a doctor to see that
There's no prescription to treat whatever he has
Your overheal is overrated
A quick fix won't save you from being outdated
My ultimate can raise the dead from the grave
[Verse 6]
But be careful when you use it, it might go to waste
You'll never get close enough to put it in action
Have you even seen combat, or are you always this passive?
I hope you have no phobia with syringes
Because it wasn't medicine that I put in them
Soon I'll be saying, auf wiedersehen
As for the XP I've gained, danke schoen
My Ubercharge is almost ready, my friends
[Verse 7]
But if you get killed, you'll have to recharge it again
Could I borrow your bone saw for one moment, dear?
I'm performing an autopsy on your career
Ever heard of the Hippocratic Oath?
Redrum, redrum
I didn't think so
How ironic, Mercy destroyed ya
And I enjoyed it, schadenfreude
[Verse 8]
Above all else, do no harm
You won't have that problem with your wimpy sidearm
When I use my crossbow, my range is even longer
If you wanted to do that, you'd have to talk to Anna
I would finish you off, but my team can do the rest
I have better things to do, Oktoberfest
[Bridge]
Wait a second, Medic, my team needs health again
So does mine, why am I the only one helping them?
[Chorus]
You will be cared for
You'll be kept alive
I can be your support
Just try not to let me die
I'm defending our DPS and buffing our tanks
It just sucks when no one gives us a thanks
[Bridge]
Nobody wants to thank you
They all think you are crazy
I will murder them all
[Verse 9]
You need professional help, and I'm here to listen
I know your ego is in critical condition
Speaking of critical, taste my Kritzkrieg
And I'm so quick, Widowmaker couldn't hit me
You are snail, I am schnell
Say hello to Adolf when you see him in Hell
Biohazard, my rhymes are dirty
At the end of this rap, I will show no mercy
[Verse 10]
Maybe we can reach a medicinal agreement?
When it comes to healers, everybody needs them
And we get no credit
Well said, Medic
Hey, can I get a heal over here?
Forget it
[Chorus]
I'm done cleaning up
'Cause I quit this job
I've been working my ass off
Like a single mom
When a healer's neglected, then you'll all end up dead
Next time I die, I'll just respawn as offense
Written by: JT Music
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