Dear author, I want to ask you about this line: '“Daddy, come back!” —blud, your bars make no sense.'.
In Russian, the word 'blud' has a very specific meaning and fits the line quite well. :-))) And what did you mean? I am not familiar with this word in English, various online translators give all sorts of nonsense. So I think: this is some kind of English slang expression or a small cameo of the great and powerful Russian language (you promised a cameo in every video, but no one said that it would be a person) :-))
I sincerely rooted for Luke and was confident in his victory. I even began to write out the lines I liked the most for him and Harry in order to clearly see the victory of my champion. Unfortunately, I have to admit that Harry won THIS round by a huge margin.
Which means only one thing – there must be one more fight!
Yo, on the rhythm I’m slicing, bars like a saber,
You’re out of your depth, Potter, go wave at your neighbour.
Force in my veins, got the game on lock,
You’re a wand-waving wasteman—a spellman’s crock.
Expelliarmus your mic, your ting’s too dead,
I’m sharper than Kylo when he’s off his meds.
Weak like an Ewok on Endor’s trees,
You’d get clapped by a stormtrooper missing their knees.
Moisture farmer? Yeah, chat your slang,
But I’ll Force-push your squad till your mandem hang.
Your Horcrux flex is fragile and fake,
I bring balance to the galaxy, you’re Voldy’s mistake.
Two suns on my ends, man’s destiny gleams,
Your dark arts vibes are dead wizard dreams.
I’m Skywalker the legend, a hero of fire,
You’re a pawn in a game, Dumbledore’s squire.
Oi, Luke, settle down, don’t act like a savage,
You’re a farmer in space, not a star-born maverick.
The Chosen One? Nah, your game’s so peak,
You’re the ghost of the Force—watch your fam go weak.
I’ve slayed beasts and basilisks, dealt with the snakes,
You were pining for Leia, mate—that’s bare mistakes.
Leia’s your sis? That’s in***t grime,
Your family tree’s twisted like a knot in time.
You’re a Jedi, yeah? But you cry when it’s tense,
“Daddy, come back!”—blud, your bars make no sense.
Pick a weapon: saber, blaster, or loss?
Snape’d Merc you with spells, no coin to toss.
Vader left you broke, Palps dealt you shame,
You’re the pawn of the Force, and your legacy’s lame.
At least I’m fresh, my glasses on sleek,
While your whole wardrobe screams Sand People chic.
Your Patronus is stag? Dead animal vibes,
I’m X-Wing flexing, cutting deep with these rhymes.
You’re Hogwarts’ poster boy, living a myth,
While I’m shooting TIEs on the fly and burying Sith.
I’ve battled empires, taken planets by storm,
You’re playing with potions—wizard nursery born.
Led fleets with a vision, my rank is elite,
You’re losing house points while I’m winning the streets.
Your spell game’s bare weak, your charm’s outdated,
I’m hyperspace running while your moves stay jaded.
Dobby died for you? Couldn’t save his skin,
I’d have Malfoy in tears with a Force-spin win.
Saviour of the galaxy? Man, hold this loss,
You’ve got sand in your pants and your wang's all soft.
Ginny’s in my bed, I’m a certified champ,
You’re a farm boy fronting like a damn rebel tramp!
Snoke was a joke, and Rey’s no queen,
Your trilogy fumbled like the worst Quidditch team.
I free my people, house-elves salute,
You sold your name out—Last Jedi's a fluke.
You’re crying for daddy, that trauma runs deep,
I’m the Boy Who Lived, while your Force just sleeps.
Even Voldemort fears my magic elite,
While the galaxy laughs at your family defeat.
Yo, I’m back on the rhythm, and I’m coming in militant,
Potter, you’re soft—your whole squad’s insignificant.
Man’s the Chosen One, you’re a minor in magic,
I’m blowing up stars; your life’s just tragic.
Your mum’s love saved you? Bro, that’s bait,
I’m Vader’s son—I’ve inherited fate.
Slicing through Sith, put respect on my name,
You’re still dodging snakes, barely playing the game.
I’m starship certified, hyperspace living,
While you’re hopping on brooms, little boy still wishing.
Horcrux hunting? Man, that’s bare stress,
I’m swinging my saber, leaving mandem suppressed. Impressed?
Drillers on my fleet, rebels in formation,
You’re stuck with Hagrid’s lot, no coordination.
Tatooine-born, but I’m destined to thrive,
You’re stuck on a train just tryna survive.
Yo, Potter, I’m a galactic don,
Your rhymes are dust—they’ve already gone.
Man’s sliced you twice, this trilogy’s done,
I’ll leave you in ruins like Alderaan, son.
Oi, Skywalker, I’ve clocked your ting,
You’re a part-time Jedi, I’m the wizarding king.
Your Force can’t compete with my magical drill,
You’re just Vader’s puppet, a pawn to kill.
Your dad turned Sith? Nah, that’s peak,
My parents stood strong, your family’s weak.
You redeemed a Dark Lord? Big man, please,
I’d Avada Kedavra that fool with ease.
Your lightsaber’s flashy, but you’ve got no aim,
Man like me, I’m rewriting the game.
Snape levels of savage, I’ll Sectumsempra your flow,
You’re just another Skywalker destined to blow.
Drip too clean, like a phoenix in flight,
Your X-Wing’s clapped, you’re losing this fight.
Voldemort feared me—your villains are shook,
Kylo and Palps? That’s a nursery book.
Yo, I’m top-tier drill, you’re just a side quest,
You’re Tatooine wasteman, I’m Hogwarts blessed.
This duel’s been real, but it’s over, my G,
I’ll leave you in shadows where the Force can’t see.
I was not ready for an epic rap battle of not history.
Masterpiece after masterpiece. Only if i ever liked star wars… would be DOOM level, but i would give it 9.5/10
AHAHAAHAHAHHA! Fun! Wasn't expecting a rap battle, I like the branching out and experimenting. Great job.
Epic rap battle vibe
Damn, go 1 by 1 on midlane on Shadow Fiends. Let's do this like the real Mans.
Two heroes, one great song!
Dear author, I want to ask you about this line:
'“Daddy, come back!” —blud, your bars make no sense.'.
In Russian, the word 'blud' has a very specific meaning and fits the line quite well. :-)))
And what did you mean?
I am not familiar with this word in English, various online translators give all sorts of nonsense. So I think: this is some kind of English slang expression or a small cameo of the great and powerful Russian language (you promised a cameo in every video, but no one said that it would be a person) :-))
I sincerely rooted for Luke and was confident in his victory.
I even began to write out the lines I liked the most for him and Harry in order to clearly see the victory of my champion.
Unfortunately, I have to admit that Harry won THIS round by a huge margin.
Which means only one thing – there must be one more fight!
That was interesting. Can you do The Harry Potter Characters as Animatronics & call it Five Nights At Harry's?
Bendu and the middle finger of the force gang.
Swag Harry with two Polumnas is absolutely winner, right? 😛
"It's over, Skywalker, I have the Highground" (c)
Je voudrais utiliser suno pour les sons, mais c'est limité à 3000 mots. Tu utilises quel logiciel stp ?
they both lost.
Harry with 3 arms seems intresting… 😀
Lord Skywalker throwback to Kanye smile –> no smile
3:54 loved the part in harry potter when he grew a third arm 😂
3:57 dayum harry got curves 😂😂😂
I'll have to give this one to Potter