Fett's Vette

[MC Chris] Cruisin Mos Espa, in my Delorean War's over I'm a peacetime Mandalorian The story has stumped Star Wars historians Deep in debate, buffet plate at Bennigan's Rhyme renegade, sure to penetrate First and second offense, I won't hesitate Got a job to do and Darth's the guy that delegates Got somethin' against Skywalker someone he really hates I don't give a fuck, I'm after Solo For all I care, he could be hidin' at Yoda's dojo Gotta make the money, credit's no good When the Jawas run the shop in your neighborhood Think you can cook, I got a grapplin' hook Let's make this quick cause I'm really booked I'm a devious degenerate defender of the devil Shut down all the trash compactors on the de-tention level [Hook: MC Chris] My backpack's, got jets; well I'm Boba, the Fett Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt, to finance my 'Vette (wiki wiki wiki) Well I chill in, deep space; a mask is over my face Well I deliver the prize, but I still narrow my eyes Cause my time I don't like to waste - get down! [MC Chris] I'm a question, wrapped inside enigma Get inside the Slave 1, find your homing signal From Endor to Hoth, Ripley to Spock I'll find what you want but there's gonna be a cost See my name is Boba Fett, I know my shit is tight Start not actin' right, you're frozen in carbonite Got telescopic sight, flame throwers on my wrist You still don't get the gist, spiked boots are made to kick Targets are made to hit - you think I give a shit?! Your momma is a bitch, I see you in the Sarlacc Pit You just flipped my switch, integrity been dissed You scratchin' on my itch! You know I shoot the gift I got bambinas at cantinas waitin' to lick my lusty lips So I'll let you get back inside your little space ship Give you a head start, cause I'm the sportin' kind Consider the startin' line the sneaky smile I hide inside I hope you have hyper drive (drive) Pray to stay alive ('live) Don't try to slip me a five cause I never take a bribe To the beat of a different drummer, bad-ass bounty hunter Let no man put asunder or else they be put under As in - six feet, got an imperial fleet Backin' me up, gonna blow up any attempt to defeat They got a, Death Star, I got four payments on my car I hand it over to Hammerhead at Mos Eisley bar He used to carjack, now he's a, barback Just goes to show how you can get back on the right track As for me that's not an option, can't say that with more clarity Me goin' legit would be like Jar Jar on speech therapy [Hook] [MC Chris] Slice you open like a tauntaun, faster than the Autobahn Or a motorbike in Tron, do the deed and then I'm gone Jabba has a hissyfit, contact Calrissian Over a Colt, the plan unfolds, no politic is legit Back in the day when I was a slave Living life in the fast lane, like in a pod race Mean streak tweaked I became a basket case So this space ace split that place, post haste Took up a noble cause, called the Clone Wars Life's not all about girls and cars Gettin fucked up in fucked up bars See, I'm not a retard, or gay like DeBarge I'm large and in charge with a face so scarred A cold black heart that's been torn apart The Sith wish that they had a dick so hard Cause it's long long ago in a pussy far far Call me master, cause I'm faster than Pryor on fire I no longer have to hot wire I'm a hunter for hire, with no plans to retire And all the sucker MC's CAN CALL ME SIRE!!! [Outro] My backpack's, got jets... Well I'm Boba, the Fett... Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt... To finance my 'Vette...