Worked for the empire worked for the Hutts Worked for anybody cause I didn't give a f** A job is a job and a bounty gets a buck And I'm always kinda poor cause this war kinda s**s mc Frenetic schizophrenic from the gas planet Gand I'm a chubby little grub more insect than a man Three fingers on each hand I can regenerate limbs I'm a rebel sympathizer cause some guy k**ed my kin Don't talk don't sleep and I don't take baths Never could compete flunked fourth grade math Crash course in the force made the poor kids' laugh Now I'm meditatin' waitin' predictin' the prey's path When I said I might have been a Jedi Nobody gave a sh** so I split on a red eye So I go buy a blaster and a bowtie To the hunters guild cause this build is a gold mine We got the bug eyes it doesn't bug us 4lom and Zuckuss bad a** muthaf**as We got the bug eyes it doesn't bug us 4lom and Zuckuss bad a** muthaf**as Then I got a partner and the jokes were never funny For him it's not an art it's for the love of the money We would ambush our opponents intercept their information He brought the knowledge and logic I brought the meditation Got a reputation now my bling is a computer Vader called us up to chill on the executor Said he had a smuggler that was buggin' his breather Yo I can relate I can't hardly breathe either It's a mess but not the best when we can finally fool Fett Intercept the bounty cut the gross and not the net He's a tricky little dick with a dent in his dome Got away with solo now Lom's a puddle of chrome Brain was wiped got him working but it wasn't the same Like back in the day off the chain kicking a** taking names I became a rebel agent thanks to 2-1B A new lung, new life yo it's sumpthin' to see We got the bug eyes We got the bug eyes We got the bug eyes New lung, new life yo it's sumpthin' to see We got the bug eyes We got the bug eyes We got the bug eyes We got the bug eyes New lung, new life yo it's sumpthin' to see mc [chorus used in remix versions] I remember when I would get so lost driving through the darkness Now I'm in a cell my own private hell but my mind is still in the mist