Vader

'ihs is yer last chance

battle me

ir die

Up yours

ya big black cunt

Al boot yer baws in yer face

A war on two fronts

the Führer'll smash the Dark Side

like a rap apartheid

A pit the germ

in the Germany

Am sick oan this mic

A beat ye twice ya selloot

now ye bow down ae Mickey Mouse

Ye caw yerself a Dark Lord?

Ye couldnae even conquer Space Mountain

yir jist a sad asthmatic robot freak

who needs some lovin'

well a baked ye suhin'

here

pop in'ae ma oven

Lit me paint ye a picture son

portrait ae a bitch

efter World War I

ye were stirrin' up 'eh fears

ae the German peepo

telling 'eh world

at eh Jews ir evil

ye wrote a wee book

goat'em fired up

had a Beer Hall Putsch

goat'em fired up

bit when yer bunker startit gittin'

fired up

ye put a gun in yer mooth 'n'

fired up

ya dumb mother fucker

did Napoleon no tell ye's

when ye conquer Russia

mind 'n' pack some fuckin gloves 'n' wellies

while yer fightin' off Vakyrie

Av got a million clones

They die fur meh

Ma bounts hunters ride fur meh

right mukker

finish this tune fur meh

Am cawd Boba Fett

Wantae mess wae me?

Al pit ma baws in yer mooth

like Boba tea

Av goat a jet pack mates

ye ken a run the place

'cause when a git steemin'...

Oh sieg hell naw

Yer no gonnae cheat me

mister sunglecks aw the time

Al take ye

and your new boyfriend Goofy

and all yer spermy solider guys

and throw you in an arsehole in the sand

Am Adolf

Hitler