Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Modern Warfare , by - Dan Bull. Release date: 18.02.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Modern Warfare |
| This is for my cousin Alex |
| Yeah |
| Yo, I’m John «Soap» MacTavish |
| Done loads of damage with my gun |
| Blown up baddies |
| And then totally vanished |
| So keep your eyes peeled |
| And your lips tight sealed |
| Or you might feel |
| The might of my riot sheild |
| Forget Battlefield |
| And feck the Batmobile |
| You might as well be playing blackjack |
| Or Track & Field |
| Dragon slaying’s aggrivating |
| And it lacks appeal |
| Button bashing |
| Cutting, slashing |
| Nothing that is real |
| I’ve got the knack to wield |
| A plethora of weapons |
| Level up again |
| Collect the set |
| And come for seconds |
| I’ll kick your RSASS with an MP7 |
| Then I’ll kick your arse |
| (ass) |
| Send you to the heavens |
| Yes, I’m quite divine with a Type 95 |
| Ha! |
| I bet you couldn’t even type «95» |
| I’m not pulling your leg |
| I’m putting you to bed |
| With a bullet in your head |
| So goodbye, nighty night :) |
| Ayo I’m dropping tons of songs |
| In Cluster bombs |
| A Tuff Gong |
| So If I’m not your #1 |
| Then there’s something wrong |
| Suck your mom |
| I’ve done a ton of run and gun |
| You’ve done a runner, son |
| I run amok amongst these other |
| Motherfucking chumps |
| I’m a son of a gun |
| You’re the son of your mum |
| There’s not another that’s as good |
| Under the sun |
| I’m |
| More than the sum of my parts |
| Pull you apart for fun |
| I’ll serve a server full of nerds |
| As I’m the hardest one |
| Between you and me |
| I’m a UMP |
| You’re a pea shooter |
| Doing stupid to a T |
| I’m sure Yuri can do a free beautifully |
| And Captain Price’s tracks are nice |
| But they lack the |
| Fanatical |
| Tactical |
| Flashy |
| Grammatical |
| Radical |
| Classical |
| Stats |
| To satisfy my appetite |
| If any prat’ll mess with me |
| Then he dies |
| So blast this MP3 |
| Like an MP5 |
| You don’t need a statistician |
| To see I smack the rhythm |
| With a degree of accuracy |
| That’s needed for atom splitting |
| That’s precision |
| When I’m rapping about matter, fission |
| Having a laugh with physics |
| And still bringing cracking lyrics |
| To challenge MacTavish to a battle |
| Is a bad decision |
| Masochism |
| I’ll kick your ass on any map you pick |
| And have you wishing that you didn’t |
| Little lad, you lack the jism |
| To come back and tackle Britain |
| And in fact this is an actual acquisition |
| Of Activision’s rap division |
| And Daniel’s mission |
| Is to kick the ass of competition |
| I’m a handy mix of Andy McNab and Biggie |
| And when I smoke a fag |
| I don’t mean that I have a ciggie |
| Sorry for the homophobic slang |
| But that’s what happens |
| Idiots’ll thrown a frag |
| And blow up faster |
| Than my rapping videos |
| Although I love kittens |
| I’m a great softie |
| But don’t tell anybody |
| Stay frosty |