Dear Will Smith,
It used to be that when you released a movie, you would also release a song with the same name as that movie. The world was a happier place when you did this, so I think you should start doing it again. I have taken the liberty of getting things started for you by writing a rap for "Independence Day." Enjoy. Also you should come up with some type of beat for it because I didn't do that.
Independence Day
Independence Day, or
should I say July 4th
People celebratin’ from the south to the north
With a cool six pack and some warm apple pie
Hey hold up, what's that flying over there in the sky?
Not a waving flag, not dad's fireworks
Looks more like a spaceship being flown by some jerks
People celebratin’ from the south to the north
With a cool six pack and some warm apple pie
Hey hold up, what's that flying over there in the sky?
Not a waving flag, not dad's fireworks
Looks more like a spaceship being flown by some jerks
Aliens,
coming to invade from outer space
Gotta
try to fend ‘em off with some fighter planes and mace
Tried to make peace with them but didn't see eye to eye
They just looked at us and said that we were all gonna die
I guess no one went and told them this was Big Will's turf
Just three words for you space punks: Welcome To Earth
All across the country from New York to LA
Tried to make peace with them but didn't see eye to eye
They just looked at us and said that we were all gonna die
I guess no one went and told them this was Big Will's turf
Just three words for you space punks: Welcome To Earth
All across the country from New York to LA
We just want to try
and have an Independence Day
Don’t care what those
aliens or Secretary of Defense say
We’re still gonna
celebrate the holiday
Now we’re fightin’
and we’re shootin’ all across the globe
Trying not to be the
victims of an anal probe
Gotta save my hot
wife and her photogenic child
So forgive me if my
flying’s just a little bit wild
There’s so much at
stake here: our freedom, our dreams
And some killer multimillion-dollar
movie scenes
My boy Levinson
thinks he can get ‘em with a virus
And make ‘em vanish
faster than Billy Ray Cyrus
Not so sure I wanna
listen to a science geek
But I guess we’ve got
no choice if this is what’ll make ‘em weak
So let’s fly up to
the mother ship with killer ammunition
Then we’ll finish off
these freaks with a suicide mission
(Spoken: Don’t worry,
the suicide part isn’t us. It’s just Randy Quaid's character. You won’t miss him that much.)
All across the
country from New York to LA
We just want to try
and have an Independence Day
Don’t care what those
aliens or Secretary of Defense say
We’re still gonna
celebrate the holiday
Well what do you
know, looks like the good guys won
Time to celebrate the
victory and have a little fun
It was a crazy
battle—even the president fought!
Hope he wins a second
term, or that was all for naught
I know you might’ve
seen some plot holes while we zipped on through the air
But for 800 million reasons,
I just do not care
Now it’s time to get
some rest with my super hot wife
Time to ‘preciate the
simpler things in life
But somehow I think
the quiet life might not last long
Think I might be
coming back soon with another hit song
Cuz while it might
seem like this movie cannot have an equal
Just trust me on
this: wait until you see the sequel
All across the
country from New York to LA
We just want to try
and have an Independence Day
Don’t care what those
aliens or Secretary of Defense say
We’re still gonna
celebrate the holiday