Eragon Gangsta Rap

Spoof of Star Wars Gangsta Rap

Disclaimer: I don't own Inheritence or the Star Wars Gangsta Rap, and I never said I did, so don't sue.

Galbatorix: It's not the east or the west side.

Durza: No it's not

G: It's not the north or the south side.

D: No it's not.

G: It's the Dark Side.

D: You are correct.

G: Keep rulin' the Empire...to all you Varden-supporters out there, we'll blow your town up.

D: What is thy bidding, my master?

G: It's a disaster, the new Rider we're after.

D: But if he can be forced to the Dark Side?

G: Yes, he'd be a powerful ally...another Dark Rider.

D: He will join us or die.

G&D: We got Ra'zac, we got Ra'zac, we got Ra'zac, we got Ra'zac, we got Ra'zac, we got Ra'zac, we got Ra'zac, we got Ra'zac!

D: And ya know that we got 'em..

G: Ra'zac!

D: And ya know that we got 'em..

G: Ra'zac!

Garrow: Eragon! Get your butt over here right now! Quit monkeying around with that stupid rock! Where're the two deer I asked you to skin, boy? Did you clean your room?

Eragon: Uncle Garrow, I know you're kind of ticked off. I skinned the deer can I go to Carvahall now? I gotta a lotta stuff to ask the story man. But know you're treating me like some scruffy freeloader.

Brom: Eragon! Use Zar'roc and run! Run to the Varden, run to the Varden! Eragon! Use Zar'roc and run! Run to the Varden, run to the Varden!

Murtagh: I'ma Murtagh, I'm a rebel, I'll school you in fighting, I thought I told ya:
Don't be unwise judge me not by my dad. You won't believe your eyes, look at this scar of mys.

Eragon: Murtagh, whya being a Varden-hater? You know I need help with Durza.

M: But Eragon, hate me they will.

E: But there's a city in the mountain where they can help get us through. A Rider's gotta do what a Rider's gotta do, so now Durza, I'm comin' for you.

Yeah that's right Saphira, set a new course. We're going to Farthen D?. Ouch, that's a mighty bad burn on that elf. Think we can get there in time?

Durza: Pathetic, now release your anger. You must sense that your dragon's in danger.

Eragon: Ouch! Why'd ya slice up my back?

D: It's imperative that you understand, Brom would never bother to tell the truth about your father.

E: He said enough, he wasn't from around here!

D: There is something I must reveal then.

Murtagh: I'm your brother, I'm your brother, I'm your brother, I'm your brother, I'm your brother, I'm your brother, I'm your brother, I'm your brother.

Roran: Stab him in the heart, quick, slice him up, Stab him in the heart, quick, slice him up, Stab him in the heart, quick, slice him up, Stab him in the heart, quick, slice him up, Stab him in the heart!

The End

Sorry...it's kind of cheesey. It's my first fic (horrible may it be), so don't be cruel.