JT Machinima - Stomp Out Their Hope lyrics

I’m a Dark Lord who’s got no competition I’m not what you’d call a politician ‘Cause I didn’t run for my position I took it with the force “It’s strong with this one” So don’t be shocked when you’re my next victim Any rebels left? I’ll order 66 ’em (Do it) Like moisture farmers with good income You’ll no longer be in existence Your hatred is only gonna make you stronger Want a plot twist? I am you father Now do my bidding, bantha fodder All I wanna hear from you is, “Roger, roger” Listen, if your name is Luke, can I ask for a hand? Tell me, where is the rest of your pitiful little band? Cut me in half, I’ll come back from the dead Then at long last the Sith will have their revenge There’s at war in the stars tonight And the dark side has come to shut off the light Wanna make a deal? Strike the bargain right Otherwise, sweet dreams in that carbonite Uh-oh, Solo’s triggered! Sorry, Han Careful where you put your next target on Don’t make me drop a grand Moff Tarkin bomb With my fire rhymes, watch out Alderaan We’ll send them running If they got nothing to fight for Stomp out their hope The dark side is coming We’ll give you something to die for Stomp out their hope Buckle up, hit the jets hard That’s not a suggestions, it’s a threat, Darth Even if I give you a Parsec head start You’ll get as far as the second d**h Star This ain’t a pod race, but you wanna bet? The dice might be rigged, have you rolled them yet? Mess with the rebels and you’re in overhead I’ll be the Sarlacc to your Boba Fett I’m like Yoda, with oversized robes and yet I took down an empire, never broke a sweat I’ll destroy your war machines and battledroids I’m the reason Palpatine has hemorrhoids Yeah, I’m a little short fro a stormtrooper I only stand out ’cause I’m not a poor shooter Check mate, Vader you can say goodnight now Kenobi status, got the high ground (Hello, there) You’re scheming like a hologram ‘Cause I’m seeing right through all your plans Meanwhile, I’ll raise the bar like a Skywalker ‘Cause I hate losing more than Chewbacca From Kashyyyk to Tatooine Kamino’s seas, Endor’s forests, Jakku’s heat I bring swag like a fashionable Naboo Queen Trapped between red and green blaster beams It’s a tragedy, that I had to trash your fleet ‘Cause now we have to clean up that debris This galaxy ain’t safe for traitors Now let’s see the color of your lightsaber We’re fed up with running If we got something to fight for We still got hope We know that you’re coming But we’ve got something to die for We still got hope