Boba Fett's 'Vette

Y'hear that kid, he called MC Chris, he do funny voices on Cartoon Network & isht, he is a white boy, but he can rap, he tell it like it is, Boba Fett busts caps!

Fett's 'Vette

lyrics by MC Chris
music by j.fewell

Cruisin Mos Espa in my Delorian,
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 Darth's the guy that delegates,
got something against Skywalker someone he really hates,
I don't give a **** I'm after Solo
For all I care he could be hiding at Yoda's dojo,
Got 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 cuz I'm really booked ,
I'm a devious degenerate, defender of the devil,
Shut down all the trash compactor's on the detention level,

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My backpack's got jets
I'm Boba the Fett
I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt
To finance my 'Vette
I chill in deep space
A mask is over my face
I deliver the prize but I still narrow my eyes
Cuz 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 isht is tight,
Start not acting in 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 isht,
Yer mama is a *****, I see you in the Sarlaac pit,
You just flipped my switch integrity been dissed,
You scratchin on my itch you know I shoot the gift,
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, cuz I'm the sportin kind,
Consider the starting line the sneaky smile I hide inside,
Hope you have hyper drivedrive, pray to stay alivealive,
Don't try to slip me a $five cuz 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 gotta 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,
As for me that's not an option can't say that with more clarity,
Me going legit would be Jar Jar in speech therapy,

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Slice you open like a Taun Taun, faster than the Autobahn,
Or a motorbike in Tron, do the deed and then I'm gone,
Jabba has a hissy fit, contact Calrissian,
Over a Colt, the plan unfolds, no politic is legit,
Back in the day when I was a slave,
Living live in the fast lane like in a pod race,
My mean streak tweeked I became a basket case,
So this space ace split that place poste haste,
Took up a noble cause called the Clone Wars,
Cuz life's not all about girls and cars,
Getting ****** up in ****** up bars,
See I'm not a retard or gay like De'barge,
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 **** so hard,
Cuz it's long long ago in a ***** far far,
Call me master cuz 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 sucka mc's can call me Sire,

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