fett's vette

Singer: mc chris

cruisin' mos espa in my de lorean

war's over i'm a peacetime mandalorian. my story has stumped star wars historians

deep in debate buffet plate at bennigans. rhyme renegade sure to penetrate

first and second defense i won't hesitate. got a job to do when darth's the guy that delegates. got something against skywalker someone he really hates. i don't give a fuck. i'm after solo

for all i care he could be hiding 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 grappling hook. let's make this quick coz i'm really booked. i'm a devious

degenerate defender of the devil

shut down all the trash compactors on the detention level. my backpack's got jets. well i'm boba the fett. well i bounty hunt for jabba hutt to finance my 'vette. well i chill in deep space

a mask is over my face. well i deliver the prize but i still narrow my eyes

coz my time i don't like to waste. get down!

i'm a question wrapped inside an enigma

get inside the slave one

find your homing signal

from endor to hoth

ripley to spock

i'll find what you want

but there's gonna be a cost. say my name is boba fett. i know my shit is tight. start not acting right

you're frozen in carbonite. got telescopic sight

flame throwers on my wrist. you still don't get the jist? spiked boots are made to kick

targets are made to hit. you think i give a shit?

your mama is a bitch! i'll see you in the sarlaac pit. you just flipped my switch

integrity been dissed. you scratchin' on my itch. you know i shoot to get. got bambinas at cantinas waitin to lick my lusty lips

so i'll let you get back inside you're little space ship

give you a head start

coz i'm the sporting kind. consider the starting line-up the sneaky smile i hide inside. hope you have hyper drive

pray to stay alive. don't try to slip me a five coz 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

backing me up. gonna blow up any attempt to defeat. they got the death star

got four payments on my car

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. guess for me that's not an option

can't say that with more clarity. me going legit would be like jar jar in speech therapy. my backpack's got jets. well i'm boba the fett. well i bounty hunt for jabba hutt to finance my 'vette. well i chill in deep space

a mask is over my face. well i deliver the prize but i still narrow my eyes

coz my time i don't like to waste. get down!

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

my 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

coz life's not all about girls and cars

getting 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

coz it's long

long ago in a pussy far

far. call me master