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Hispanic Causing Panic
520
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hispanic Causing Panic werd uitgebracht op 1 januari 1990 door Virgin Records als onderdeel van het album Hispanic Causing Panic
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Releasedatum1 januari 1990
LabelVirgin Records
TaalEnglish
Melodische kwaliteit
Akoestiek
Valence
Dansbaarheid
Energie
BPM111

Songteksten

[Intro]
Welcome to México, señor
Where are you going?
[Instrumental]
The Latin Alliance stands tall, you're small, yeah, you're miniature
I'm Kid Frost, the author of this literature
Stop muttering, you're wearing a muzzle
Yo, I'm picture perfect, y'all a piece in a puzzle
Step with pep, I'm the opening act
And I can steal the crowd like a hijack
Fifty G's a night and I brag
Twenty for the trust fund, thirty for the Jag
A little piff for the bid
I insert a beat in your head just like a funky syringe
Action-packed, you're at the edge of your seat
So like lighters, clamp hands and stomp feet
And just try to relax
Latin Alliance is the tribe, the rhyme is the battle axe
Everybody, yo, is getting frantic (Why?)
'Cause I'm a Hispanic causing panic
[Verse 1]
Kid Frost, and I'm back, so stop trying
I'm making history like the Wright Brothers flying
Heavy like steel, yet I float like a boat
And hang an MC in the closet just like an old coat
Invade, raid MCs I slayed
'Cause Kid Frost (Kid Frost), gotta get paid
And just like a lawyer
And more mischievous than Tom Sawyer
The talent that I drop is a mystery
I don't only drop science, I drop history
Synonyms, send you off to hip-hop camp
But you still can't beat the champ
Welcome to your hearse
To all MCs, this verse is a curse
Everybody in the place is getting frantic (Why?)
'Cause I'm a Hispanic causing panic
[Instrumental]
Storming just like a speeding torpedo
And on the mic is the Latino bandito
Named Kid Frost, word to the madre
As for the rhyme kicking, estoy padre
Bad 'cause nobody is badder
You want to kick your lick? Well, make it phatter
I'm telling the fella, man, I'm better and they're jealous
And everybody will tell us to kick another rhyme
And make it dope as the last one
Kicking it slow and hard, but this is a fast one
Hispanic, ¿qué pedo to' eso de la raza?
You wanna battle me, man? ¿Qué pasa?
What's up? You can't hang 'cause I'm funky
I'm dropping signs like a high school flunky
You loved it and all the homies said, "Más"
I gotta go, see you later, man, bye
[Instrumental]
Hispanic causing panic, so you better beware
Now where the hell do you think you're going?
Written by: 3rd Generation, Kid Frost, Mcalt, The Baker Boyz
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