Battlefield 1 vs. Call of Duty Infinite Warfare Rap Battle
๐ต 2368 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:23 duration
๐ ID: 10606432
๐ Lyrics
Battlefield 1, Infinite Warfare
It's time to prove yourselves in a lyrical combat
Proceed
Oh, you made another game of space marines
What next, lightsabers and laser beams?
We're keeping it classic, Bogart
You're too busy romancing a robot
These trenches are dark, stark
We're setting a benchmark that sets us apart
You're set in your ways, we're setting alarms
If you dice with death, then expect to get harmed
Our mixtape drops like mustard gas
Yours doesn't even cut the mustard pass
Bruv, you're going to get rushed and bashed
Crushed and thwacked with clubs and bats
Dragged back to the bunker and slumped in a lump
Your days are numbered, past
World War I, killing further plans
You might have like Franz Ferdinand
What you got?
O-our game, it's called COD
If you don't like it, you are odd
It is such a good game
That it comes with another game
You imitate, we intimidate
We're inundated with praise, does it irritate?
You dream it, we been and did it, mate
We innovate, move, you're in the way
We're infinitely bored of Infinity Ward
We saw your fans filing for a divorce
While Infinite be poor, people instantly warm to this
It's indicative we're in for the awards
We predict that your income will be falling
Like a wall 'til it's infinitely small
See you impotently crawl like an infant, so be warned
There's grown men crying at the incident report
We're indiscriminate
It is insignificant if anyone is innocent
We're killing you with implements and instruments
It's no coincidence that we're considered infamous, nah
Your game's old
No one likes old stuff
Such as old bikes with big wheels
They aren't good
Your game must be made of wood
We're killing on sight
Better hold on tight when I drop by
Godlike, I'm turning COD to a bombsite
Plus, I leave a tough guy tongue-tied
Fighting frostbite, blind in the fog light
It's not the size of the dog in the fight
It's the size of the fight in the dog in the dogfight
You're getting hit in the chin
I'm sitting and sipping a gin
Give it a minute, you'll be giving in when I'm
Giving a kicking and killing infinity ward
So ghastly and gory, pro patria mori
I'm a flowing Wilfred Owen
Oh, and you've just been killed with a poem
Seven nation army couldn't hold me back
Your game sucks, ours does not
Yours is cold, ours is hot
Sigh, okay, I'll drop the act
Oh, God, please stop
I don't want to get sacked
It's time to prove yourselves in a lyrical combat
Proceed
Oh, you made another game of space marines
What next, lightsabers and laser beams?
We're keeping it classic, Bogart
You're too busy romancing a robot
These trenches are dark, stark
We're setting a benchmark that sets us apart
You're set in your ways, we're setting alarms
If you dice with death, then expect to get harmed
Our mixtape drops like mustard gas
Yours doesn't even cut the mustard pass
Bruv, you're going to get rushed and bashed
Crushed and thwacked with clubs and bats
Dragged back to the bunker and slumped in a lump
Your days are numbered, past
World War I, killing further plans
You might have like Franz Ferdinand
What you got?
O-our game, it's called COD
If you don't like it, you are odd
It is such a good game
That it comes with another game
You imitate, we intimidate
We're inundated with praise, does it irritate?
You dream it, we been and did it, mate
We innovate, move, you're in the way
We're infinitely bored of Infinity Ward
We saw your fans filing for a divorce
While Infinite be poor, people instantly warm to this
It's indicative we're in for the awards
We predict that your income will be falling
Like a wall 'til it's infinitely small
See you impotently crawl like an infant, so be warned
There's grown men crying at the incident report
We're indiscriminate
It is insignificant if anyone is innocent
We're killing you with implements and instruments
It's no coincidence that we're considered infamous, nah
Your game's old
No one likes old stuff
Such as old bikes with big wheels
They aren't good
Your game must be made of wood
We're killing on sight
Better hold on tight when I drop by
Godlike, I'm turning COD to a bombsite
Plus, I leave a tough guy tongue-tied
Fighting frostbite, blind in the fog light
It's not the size of the dog in the fight
It's the size of the fight in the dog in the dogfight
You're getting hit in the chin
I'm sitting and sipping a gin
Give it a minute, you'll be giving in when I'm
Giving a kicking and killing infinity ward
So ghastly and gory, pro patria mori
I'm a flowing Wilfred Owen
Oh, and you've just been killed with a poem
Seven nation army couldn't hold me back
Your game sucks, ours does not
Yours is cold, ours is hot
Sigh, okay, I'll drop the act
Oh, God, please stop
I don't want to get sacked
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.03] Battlefield 1, Infinite Warfare
[00:03.44] It's time to prove yourselves in a lyrical combat
[00:07.08] Proceed
[00:08.05] Oh, you made another game of space marines
[00:10.10] What next, lightsabers and laser beams?
[00:12.15] We're keeping it classic, Bogart
[00:13.79] You're too busy romancing a robot
[00:15.87] These trenches are dark, stark
[00:17.28] We're setting a benchmark that sets us apart
[00:19.08] You're set in your ways, we're setting alarms
[00:20.91] If you dice with death, then expect to get harmed
[00:22.94] Our mixtape drops like mustard gas
[00:25.07] Yours doesn't even cut the mustard pass
[00:26.87] Bruv, you're going to get rushed and bashed
[00:28.77] Crushed and thwacked with clubs and bats
[00:30.81] Dragged back to the bunker and slumped in a lump
[00:32.74] Your days are numbered, past
[00:34.32] World War I, killing further plans
[00:36.18] You might have like Franz Ferdinand
[00:39.51] What you got?
[00:41.85] O-our game, it's called COD
[00:44.69] If you don't like it, you are odd
[00:47.53] It is such a good game
[00:50.29] That it comes with another game
[00:53.56] You imitate, we intimidate
[00:55.26] We're inundated with praise, does it irritate?
[00:57.32] You dream it, we been and did it, mate
[00:59.28] We innovate, move, you're in the way
[01:00.78] We're infinitely bored of Infinity Ward
[01:02.70] We saw your fans filing for a divorce
[01:04.51] While Infinite be poor, people instantly warm to this
[01:06.70] It's indicative we're in for the awards
[01:08.72] We predict that your income will be falling
[01:10.60] Like a wall 'til it's infinitely small
[01:11.97] See you impotently crawl like an infant, so be warned
[01:13.82] There's grown men crying at the incident report
[01:16.13] We're indiscriminate
[01:16.86] It is insignificant if anyone is innocent
[01:19.01] We're killing you with implements and instruments
[01:20.82] It's no coincidence that we're considered infamous, nah
[01:27.25] Your game's old
[01:28.61] No one likes old stuff
[01:31.04] Such as old bikes with big wheels
[01:34.13] They aren't good
[01:35.58] Your game must be made of wood
[01:37.92] We're killing on sight
[01:38.84] Better hold on tight when I drop by
[01:40.43] Godlike, I'm turning COD to a bombsite
[01:42.64] Plus, I leave a tough guy tongue-tied
[01:44.21] Fighting frostbite, blind in the fog light
[01:46.25] It's not the size of the dog in the fight
[01:47.79] It's the size of the fight in the dog in the dogfight
[01:49.90] You're getting hit in the chin
[01:50.89] I'm sitting and sipping a gin
[01:52.19] Give it a minute, you'll be giving in when I'm
[01:53.65] Giving a kicking and killing infinity ward
[01:54.94] So ghastly and gory, pro patria mori
[01:57.79] I'm a flowing Wilfred Owen
[01:59.25] Oh, and you've just been killed with a poem
[02:02.11] Seven nation army couldn't hold me back
[02:05.09] Your game sucks, ours does not
[02:08.05] Yours is cold, ours is hot
[02:10.62] Sigh, okay, I'll drop the act
[02:13.43] Oh, God, please stop
[02:16.65] I don't want to get sacked
[02:18.78]
[00:03.44] It's time to prove yourselves in a lyrical combat
[00:07.08] Proceed
[00:08.05] Oh, you made another game of space marines
[00:10.10] What next, lightsabers and laser beams?
[00:12.15] We're keeping it classic, Bogart
[00:13.79] You're too busy romancing a robot
[00:15.87] These trenches are dark, stark
[00:17.28] We're setting a benchmark that sets us apart
[00:19.08] You're set in your ways, we're setting alarms
[00:20.91] If you dice with death, then expect to get harmed
[00:22.94] Our mixtape drops like mustard gas
[00:25.07] Yours doesn't even cut the mustard pass
[00:26.87] Bruv, you're going to get rushed and bashed
[00:28.77] Crushed and thwacked with clubs and bats
[00:30.81] Dragged back to the bunker and slumped in a lump
[00:32.74] Your days are numbered, past
[00:34.32] World War I, killing further plans
[00:36.18] You might have like Franz Ferdinand
[00:39.51] What you got?
[00:41.85] O-our game, it's called COD
[00:44.69] If you don't like it, you are odd
[00:47.53] It is such a good game
[00:50.29] That it comes with another game
[00:53.56] You imitate, we intimidate
[00:55.26] We're inundated with praise, does it irritate?
[00:57.32] You dream it, we been and did it, mate
[00:59.28] We innovate, move, you're in the way
[01:00.78] We're infinitely bored of Infinity Ward
[01:02.70] We saw your fans filing for a divorce
[01:04.51] While Infinite be poor, people instantly warm to this
[01:06.70] It's indicative we're in for the awards
[01:08.72] We predict that your income will be falling
[01:10.60] Like a wall 'til it's infinitely small
[01:11.97] See you impotently crawl like an infant, so be warned
[01:13.82] There's grown men crying at the incident report
[01:16.13] We're indiscriminate
[01:16.86] It is insignificant if anyone is innocent
[01:19.01] We're killing you with implements and instruments
[01:20.82] It's no coincidence that we're considered infamous, nah
[01:27.25] Your game's old
[01:28.61] No one likes old stuff
[01:31.04] Such as old bikes with big wheels
[01:34.13] They aren't good
[01:35.58] Your game must be made of wood
[01:37.92] We're killing on sight
[01:38.84] Better hold on tight when I drop by
[01:40.43] Godlike, I'm turning COD to a bombsite
[01:42.64] Plus, I leave a tough guy tongue-tied
[01:44.21] Fighting frostbite, blind in the fog light
[01:46.25] It's not the size of the dog in the fight
[01:47.79] It's the size of the fight in the dog in the dogfight
[01:49.90] You're getting hit in the chin
[01:50.89] I'm sitting and sipping a gin
[01:52.19] Give it a minute, you'll be giving in when I'm
[01:53.65] Giving a kicking and killing infinity ward
[01:54.94] So ghastly and gory, pro patria mori
[01:57.79] I'm a flowing Wilfred Owen
[01:59.25] Oh, and you've just been killed with a poem
[02:02.11] Seven nation army couldn't hold me back
[02:05.09] Your game sucks, ours does not
[02:08.05] Yours is cold, ours is hot
[02:10.62] Sigh, okay, I'll drop the act
[02:13.43] Oh, God, please stop
[02:16.65] I don't want to get sacked
[02:18.78]