Before I say anything else, I must address
A lie, Han shot first, between you and I
In fact he also shot last, Greedo didn't pull the trigger
Han simply left him leaking and dashed
It's retarded, the place for Star Wars where my heart's at
These rap cats mouths is bigger than grown Sarlacs
Two Death Stars in 30 years, wear your hard hats,
My aim is better than Luke's while bagging womp rats
Moving at light speed, the rhyme flow is frightening
Exciting and charging the crowd like purple lightning
A force to be reckoned with, don't even bother
Phil and Ran, a bigger reveal than Luke's father
Slaughter beats like Sand People hunting Jawa
I care about the story, George couldn't be bothered
I can't wait for the sequels, me and my people
With roll deep through, cinemas, we let the geeks loose