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Video Karaoke Fett's Vette - MC Chris

Este tema es una versión de Fett's Vette, que popularizó MC Chris

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Mismo tempo que el original: 115 BPM

Tonalidad idéntica al original: MIm

Duración: 03:26 - Escuchar en: 01:57

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Fecha de publicación: 2013
Géneros: Rap & Hip-Hop, En inglés
Compositor original: John Fewell, Mc Chris

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Letra Fett's Vette

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 'cos 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 'cos my time I don't like to waste
Get down
I'm a question wrapped inside enigma
Get inside of Slave One
Find your homin' 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 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 mama is a bitch
I'll see you in the Sarlacc pit
You just flipped my switch
Integrity's 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 'cos I'm the sportin' kind
Consider the startin' line the sneaky smile I hide inside
I hope you have hyper drive
Pray to stay alive
Don't try to slip me a five 'cos 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
Got four payments on my car
Hand it over to Hammerhead at Mos Eisley bar
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 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 'cos my time I don't like to waste
Get down
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
Livin' 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 'cos it's long-long ago in a pussy far-far
Call me master 'cos 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
My backpack's got jets
Well I'm Boba, the Fett
Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt
To finance my 'Vette

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