​iDubbbz - Battlefield 1 vs Infinite Warfare lyrics

[INTRO] Battlefield 1, Infinite Warfare It's time to prove yourselves In lyrical combat Proceed [Dan Bull as Battlefield] Oh You made another game with space marines What next, lightsabres and laser beams? We're keeping it cla**ic 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 d**h Then expect to get harmed Our mixtape drops like mustard gas Yours doesn't even cut the mustard Pa** Bruv, you're gonna 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 One k**ing further plans You might have like Franz Ferdinand What you got? [iDubbbzTV as Call of Duty] 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 [Dan Bull as Battlefield] 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'll 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 k**ing you With implements and instruments It's no coincidence That we're considered infamous [iDubbbzTV as Call of Duty] 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 [Dan Bull as Battlefield] We're k**ing 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 foglight 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 k**ing Infinity Ward So ghastly and gory Pro Patria Mori I'm a flowing Wilfred Owen Oh, and you've just been k**ed with a poem A Seven Nation Army couldn't hold me back [iDubbbzTV as Call of Duty] Your game s**s Ours does not Yours is cold Ours is hot Sigh, ok I'll drop the act Oh god, please stop I don't wanna get sacked