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