He played Battlefield 1 in the Battlefield 1 vs Infinite Warfare rap, and absolutely tore apart Infinite Warfare. IW's rapper? iDubbbz, an internet comedian not at all known for rapping (at the time), who delivers a series of hilariously (and intentionally) pathetic raps that end with him breaking down and begging for mercy.
His "love letters" to Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump.
Are you an angel from above? Are you our salvation?
Or are you that woman from Film/101Dalmatians?
Restoring glory to your once proud nation!
I just pray you run it better than you ran the Clinton foundation!
The GOP try to paint you as a harpy!
Hardly, you're part Dana Carvey and part Franchise/Barbie!
Hilarious in Hindsight: The aforementioned Battlefield 1 vs Infinite Warfare rap now comes off as this, after iDubbbz ended up making a surprisingly good diss track with Dave "Boyinaband" Brown, Dan's friend. For bonus hilarity, Dan ended up with a subscriber bump solely because the BTS for the diss track mentioned him as the guy who suggested a beat.
Metro Last Light Rap: They said Moscow was a lost hope, but it's not though! It's just gone off the beaten path to meet a crossroads!
Metro Exodus Rap: They said Moscow was a lost hope, And it was so I've gone off the beaten track to meet a crossroad east of Vladivostok.
The video for Metro Exodus itself takes a few verses to reflect on how bleak a situation the game's protagonists (And, in fact, anyone still alive) are in.
Dan Bull: The rubble and bones are covered in mud under soot and the smoke Is enough to choke you up as you wander alone Through tunnels and holes and burrows and roads Just looking for somewhere to go That could become an abode, even a gutter's a comfortable home But there's not much of a hope, there's no government No more Russia, the globe's become a Chernobyl
While most of Purpose for New London is shown as propaganda from the religious and authoritarian sides, the chorus is sung in a much more somber tone, carrying the sense of hard work that is ultimately futile.
Morning gathering or evening prayer We still battle for a season fair We still huddle in the freezing air For a summer that's not even there