SEPARATIST NEGOTIATIONS

Title: The Separatist Negotiations — Rap Battle Edition Dooku You summoned me for credits? I deal in destiny, A Sith Lord’s patience, refined aristocracy. You’re sweating over tariffs, trade routes, and fees, While I’m toppling Republics with elegant ease. Your battle droids march, but they’re cheap and mass-made, I trained under masters — your power’s third-grade. So sign the agreement, don’t test my resolve, I end negotiations before problems evolve. Gunray Ohhh, Count please, you’re just a noble with a cape, Talking big game while you’re Palpatine’s escape. You preach about power, the dark side elite, But without my credits? You don’t have a fleet. I bankroll the war, every blaster you fire, Without Trade Federation, your plans expire. So watch your tone when you threaten my pay, No profit, no army — that’s the Gunray way. Dooku Profit? How quaint. You still think small scale, I’m reshaping the galaxy — you’re worried about sale. Your fear is a weakness I clearly detect, One Force choke later… you’ll learn some respect. You hide behind contracts, bureaucracy shields, I command legions that dominate fields. So choose wisely, Viceroy, don’t gamble your fate, Because betrayal’s a clause I eliminate. Gunray Hey! No need for choking, let’s keep this polite, I’m strictly a businessbeing — numbers, not fight! We’ll fund your crusade, just increase our control, More systems, more tariffs, more profit the goal. You want domination? Fine, I’ll comply, Just keep Jedi away and my margins high. So here’s my condition — protection and sway, Sign here, Lord Tyranus… pleasure doing business today. Dooku Very well, Viceroy, your greed has its place, Every empire requires a financier base. But remember this truth as our armies deploy… You serve the Sith — not the other way, GUNRAY