Pre Sequel Rap

We're going back to the past
Like it was happening now
But these events happened back then
Not actually now am I making any sense when
I'm mapping this out?
It's the Pre-Sequel, dumbass
You getting it now?
I'm the Borderlands king
Only lacking a crown
Question my intention and I'll
Smack you around even before I was bad
I always had the renown
If you don't know about me
Then get to asking around
Ugh, super fly, got my head in the clouds
I rock the whole damn planet
When I'm slamming the ground
The limit's the sky in low gravity town
But all these goddamn Kraggons keep
On dragging me down
Aah, Handsome Jack is back in the house
Oh, so much cash, I'm stacking it now
Yo, where's the loot? I'm tracking it down
You got a question for God?
You can ask me yourself

You can talk the talk
But can you walk the walk?
You'd better know when you come into town
It's a dog-eat dog kinda life we live
That's why you never let your guard fall down
Sleep with one eye open boy
Or you'll never wake up again
If you find good loot
Then get ready to shoot
'Cause in the Borderlands
You have no friends

"With action skills, your ass, I'll kick"
Fact: if you don't get back
I'll crack my whip
Beware my airborne drones 'cause
They have some tricks
I'll use my shield better than
Captain America ever did
I keep the streets clean in the Borderlands
I mean
I'm three-fourths beast and a quarter man
(get it?)
By the time your body hit's the floor
You're dead and with my team of
Four, your getting cornered, man
Wilhelm, hardcore cyborg enforcer
Leave it up to Nisha to
Keep the law and order
Athena is the gladiator of sorts
And don't judge Claptrap just
Because he's shorter (hey)
You got a plan? Because you can't afford to
Stand against the crew puttin'
You through torture
Elemental damage, my buttslam will torch ya
I was getting sorta bored of old Pandora

Don't need to warn you
That around every corner
Wait's another hostile attack
And need I remind you keep
An eye out behind ya
Or you'll find a knife in your back
Only reason why you're never satisfied
With the gun that you got in hand
You know that soon in time
Your gonna come to find one
That's better than all the rest

You'd think I'd have wings
Acrobatic in action
Stacks of swag from all the
Vaults I've been cracking
Decking out my weapons with
These cryogenic attachments
Freeze your ass, then you're
Gonna shatter like glass, bitch!
I'm kinda like a psychotic gun lover
Single handedly run into battle uncovered
Beat your ass faster than
A master nun-chucker
With the latest laser guns, pew pew motherer!
No matter how I fall, I'll land on my feet
I got my awesome Oz kit making gravity weak
By the end of this rap
I'll have you tapping your feet
After Claptrap drops a fat Claptrap beat

Beatboxing okay
Okay, Claptrap, we get it
We get it, that's enough
Claptrap, you can shut the up!
Alright, alright!
Jeez, some people have no rhythm

You talk the talk (talk the talk)
And you walk the walk (walk the walk)
But better watch yourself out here boy
It's dog-eat dog
When you see my gun, you're gonna wanna run
But I'll make sure you stop in place
Right before you die
I'm gonna blow your mind
When you hear me drop the base