It Is the Battlefront Rap (Rap About Battlefront) - Dan Bull

A long time ago in a galaxy far away

A battle between son and father raged

The Dad represented an empire of hate

While the Son’s side brought Light

To erase the Dark away

What?

Feel the beat drop, like a rock

That an Ewok dropped from a treetop

You be lost like Luke on his Tauntaun

Man, he should have probably took a TomTom

It’s getting Hoth in here

So, put on all your clothes

Before you’re froze

Cold as ice like my hardboiled prose

Hip-hop's C-3PO, fluent in six million flows

Oh-no, I’m a rap Han Solo

Backpack Jedi Master YOLO

No fool, old school like Yoda

Fly in a Vauxhall Supernova

Souped up chunk of metal, son

Revving and ready for the Kessel Run

Hey, matey!

Your AT-AT's slower than AT&T

I could have ate tea at the age of eighty

And still evade Vader’s late fleet

When I aim, I can read your mind

Make your Speeder Bike and a tree colide

Ow, there’s a leak in your trousers

I’ve got a bad feeling about this

May the Force be with you

May the Dark Lord forgive you

Anakin Skywalker, beat slamming

Like a car door, sir!

You’re comic, I’m a Dark Horse

This is Star Wars

May the Force be with you

May the Dark Lord forgive you

Anakin Skywalker, beat slamming

Like a car door, sir!

You’re comic, I’m a Dark Horse

This is Star Wars

Between me and you, there’s business

Bigger than Lucas and Disney’s

Like Luke, I was born to do this

I’ve used the Force and torn through the Stormtroopers

All you noobs are sore losers

You scruffy looking nerf herders

Motherfuckers deserve murder

I smash my rivals, snatch the title

Look at my blaster rifle, splat your eyeball

Peep through the binoculars, see the future of Oculus

I’m the Boba Fett of the net

But I’ve not got any offers yet

I’m not respected enough

'Cause I go over your head like a Hover Jet

I got it in the pocket, you’re a rookie

I rip your arm out the socket like a Wookie

Look here, I’m a new rapper

Half-computer, half-Chewbacca

You’re not that bad but you lack heart

Mon Calamari, tell them Admiral Ackbar

Set traps so, you better get back

When I’m strapped with a jetpack, necks snap

So, get from the back to the front

Pick a faction and fuck shit up, Battlefront

So, get from the back to the front

Pick a faction and fuck shit up, Battlefront

May the Force be with you

May the Dark Lord forgive you

Anakin Skywalker, beat slamming

Like a car door, sir!

You’re comic, I’m a Dark Horse

This is Star Wars

May the Force be with you

May the Dark Lord forgive you

Anakin Skywalker, beat slamming

Like a car door, sir!

You’re comic, I’m a Dark Horse

This is Star Wars