sometimes all I can do is regurgitate;

"12 Sep 2006 09:40 A.M. Everything what we make this destined to the satisfaction of a necessity. Knowing a person and placing it underneath a category with the purpose of making but its study easy, is possible by means of the simple observation of its acts and identification of its necessities. There is no effective way but to destroy, to win, to remove from the game, and to even get to have almost completely to anybody, that by means of the intelligent handling of the data obtained through the investigation in situ of his actions. After all, a necessity is a weakness in power. To attack weaknesses is but the common one of the strategies military. To my consideration, to become a weakness is something but even efficient. Under, you want to hunt my head down... I have not even happened to ask your reasons to me, so far I distract myself trying to guess that way you will take. I wonder myself if you are as intelligent as to know my points already weak, my necessities. I wonder myself if you are as idiot as for not haberte given account still of which you are my weakness."
"Cruisin' Mos Espa
In my Delorean
War's over
I'm a peacetime mandalorian
My story has stumped
Star Wars historians
Deep in debate,
Buffet plate at Bennigan'sR
hyme 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 something 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 runnin' shop
In your neighborhood
Think you can cook I got a grappling 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 detention level
My backpack's got jets
Well I'm Boba the Fett
Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt
To finance my 'Vette
wicky wicky woo
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 timeI don't like to waste.
Get downI'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
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
Yo mama is a bitchI
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
Your little space ship
Give you a head start 'Cause I'm the sportin' kind
Consider the starting line
The sneaky smile I hide inside
Hope you have hyper drive
pray to stay alive
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 feetGot 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 hammer head
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 like
Jar Jar on speech therapy
My backpack's got jets
Well I'm Boba the Fett
Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt
To finance my 'Vette
wicky wicky woo
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 timeI 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
Jaba 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, poste haste
Took up a noble cause
Called the Clone Wars
'Cause life's not all about
Girls and cars
Getting fucked up
In fucked 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 dick so hard
'Cause it's long long agoIn a pussy far far
Call me master, 'cause I'm faster
Than Pryor on fireI no longer have to hot wire
I'm a hunter for hire
With no plans to retire
And all the sucka MCs
Can call me sire"
and then my friend adam gave me half his sandwich, teased me about being old and we sat in a park and smoked cigarettes with handmade filters...when the night is so pretty and full of promise I just want to fall in love, but I don't seem to be able...