Star Wars Rap Battles Ep.4 - C-3PO vs Luke Skywalker

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Creator/Director: Keith Allen
Producers: Keith Allen, Andrew Carver, Scott Knopf
Cinematography: Andy Matthews and Elliot York
Gaffe/Lighting: Marcus Joseph
Writer: Scott Knopf, Keith Allen, Donnie Bonelli, and Sam Forsey
Production Design: Keith Allen and Andrew Carver
Music Production: Andrew Pulley, Marcus Joseph, and Keith Allen
Edited by Keith Allen
Costumes: Cosplayers themselves, and Taylormaide
Production Assistants: Jacob Privette, David Oakes, Andrew Carver, Scott Knopf, Gabe Kenworthy

Luke: David Eff Peterson
C3PO: Shawn Gordon
R2D2: Doug Dobyns
Palpatine: BJ Whimpey
Obi-Wan: Benjamin Phillips
Han Solo: Keith Allen
Boba Fett: Mike Handy
Lando: Jay Whittaker
Leia: Shae Robins
Darth Vader: Dallen Jensen


LYRICS:
Luke Verse #1:
I’m famous, see? They put my face on pajamas
Celebrity, so you don’t want no drama
I’m a Rebel, see? We shoot slugs like Jabba
And if you talk back you go back to the Jawas

Programming....way wrong, obtain a new brain mod
You won’t survive a round, yo, you need an escape pod
You’re not hard, dude. Really more like a cartoon
I would have gotten a better opponent out of R2
(***R2 Beeps***)
Tripping his breaker... blaming his maker
He programmed a punk so I’m lighting the saber
When I’m aiming with lasers, you’ll meet your creator
Yo, you thought I was soft?, I’m related to Vader

“No one gonna worry ‘bout upsetting a droid.”
Globetrot with a robot? Now, that I’ll avoid
Aren’t you overjoyed? I coulda had you destroyed
Could have left you unemployed like your name was Jake Lloyd

C3PO Verse #1:

Odds of Luke winning are 0 to none
Your father made me first, I'm the original son
Trust your instincts, Luke...and give up the rap game
‘Cause you couldn’t even shoot me from a point-blank range

And if you die young, you’ll be hitting the jackpot
Remember what your dad looks like with his mask off
You made out with Leia, y’all felt that spark…
Does Tattooine come with a trailer park?

He’s the future? Okie dokie, dopey Obi
Homie couldn’t even figure out the hokey pokey
Vader went to town...taking your man down
Luke put his hand in...didn’t take his hand out

I got 6 million different ways to communicate
That’s...6 million different ways to humiliate
I could talk about your sister...I could talk about your dad
Or the fact...that I’ve been in more battles than you have

Luke Verse #2:

Luke reppin Tatooine, no, there’s no stoppin’ me
You father was a toaster and your mother was a slot machine
You don’t help...you only pester and meddle
Your mother’s so fat they used to call her Heavy Metal

I’ll do you one better, I’ll leave him in bad weather
Too busted and rusty for Chewy to put him back together
He’ll cry like “R2, he beat me!”
Wait, where are we? Who’s screaming “Ootiiiini?”

Tatooine? Where’d you get that accent?
I’m not talking guns, but I’ll get’em with ratchets
I’m the reigning rap champ and I’m about to make it clear
You’re in luck…I do serve your kind around here

All you do is stand upright with your joints tight
You can’t run...and we know you can’t fight
In fact, I’ll give you this win tonight
If you can bend over and pick up this mic...goodnight

C3PO Verse #2:

Your verses are garbage, I’ll smash this actor
Should have let you die in that trash compactor
Your raps make me nauseous, I’m ahead of this nonsense
You’re a crybaby, Luke, with an Oedipus complex

I’m an expert on starships and tractor beams
You’re an expert on wamprats and tractor things
In this creature-feature I’ll beat this believer
They don’t like you, Luke, and I don’t like you either

Sad ‘bout you’re evil dad, well, I don’t care at all
Go down to Toshi Station and pick up a pair of balls
I’m not a human at all so tell me one thing, son?
Is it normal to kiss your sister and then slip her some tongue?

You’re gettin’ dethroned, broken down to the bones
You bought us from the Jawas, but it’s you who’s gettin’ owned
I’m a poet when I go in, leave my foot up in your colon
You’re getting burned worse than Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen