As delivered by anarchist force-user Dar'kel, who grew up in the Sundari ghetto with Doom the Mandalorian. (https://suno.com/s/tw9BRrr2hCQ6C6q8) *** [Intro] ...Doom put me up to this, said there’s nothin’ to it. Whatever, man… be quick, yeah then go get drunk and wreck some shit. [Verse] Grew up orphaned, never wanted, back‑alley kid in a bad district. Sundari ain’t built for the weak, dog‑eat‑dog city, murder in the street. Force in my veins made me a survivor. Go on, try me — I’ll use it. Rip your fuckin’ face off if you’re comin’ for me — I’ll come at you first, bruh. Uh‑huh… yeah, yeah. They call me Gloom, dunno why — name’s Dar’Kel. Always been a realist, well… the universe just sucks like that, it don't give a fuck like that, no. [Bridge] Making credits off my curse, off the force, why not? There ain’t no rules — just survival of the strongest, so... let's see who last the longest, yo. [Chorus] Jedi, Sith, Soldier or Cartel. Ain’t no order for this here Dar’Kel, no fuckin' way — I won’t sell. Y’all weak as shit. Y’all lacking that street‑wise grit. Take one wrong step — I’ll make sure you get hit. Jedi, Sith, Soldier or Cartel. Jedi, Sith, Soldier or Cartel. Ain’t no order for this here Dar’Kel. [Verse] Don’t push your beliefs on me, bitch. I don’t need a master — I got focus enough to bring about disaster. Don’t preach your creed to me, you Jedi bastard — I bend the Force raw, don't need no faith, no pastor. I’m done now, nothing more to say. Feel like coming at me? It’ll be your last day. I’ll bury you under a ton of rocks, all that’s left to see are your nasty fuckin’ socks. [Outro] Aight, Doom… how ’bout that drink now? I really need some booze now, yo. I did your shit — now let’s do mine.
