

(mwahahaha) Get ready for the showdown!
Yeah!
Step up to the mic,
yeah we run the park
Got a golf cart rollin' way past dark You're a fancy pilot
in a metal tin We got death-punch power,
we always win!
(hm, hm,
hm, hm)
This is Star Fox team,
better clear the runway We do barrel rolls while you work on
Sunday Just a blue jay slacker and a trash raccoon We got
lasers, blasters, flying to the moon!
Who's gonna win when the beat starts knockin'?
Park crew or the star fighters rockin'?
Throw your hands up,
let the rivals clash Who's gonna make the final giant smash? (yeah!)
Benson's gonna fire us if we lose this round So we're dropping
keyboard beats to shake the ground
Send you to the moon with a giant baby spell Your Arwing
is broken and your rhymes don't gel! (ohhhhhh!)
Personally, I prefer the air You're just two slackers in a lawn
chair
We save the galaxy,
we get the pay You're cleaning up the trash every single day!
(boom!) Yeah, you know what time it is!
(wooooo) Who won this battle?
You decide!