T-Bone - Crazy Hispanic lyrics

Well its that crazy MC the one that nobody can control
So give me the microphone my name is T-Bone
I know you wanna fight this, pull out your pen & write this
Cause you know I be the hypest, but I dont smoke blunts like Cypress
I never have, & I never will kinda like 7-Up, so shut up
Before you get cut up wit another lyrical piece of glass
Gettin thrown from the dome of T-Bone
To all them rappers sayin that my GOD isn´t real
But they dont be knowin my GOD is magnificant, Omnipatent
I am obiedent cause if I disobey I would be burnin in the fire
Cause the devil is a liar
Tryin to make me fall any way that he can
Like makin me think that I am the man
By puttin a glock in my hand or a beer can
Then I be hearin these voices sayin sip it
Put I buck the devil down, & grab the mic & start to flip it
Flop it, then I be pullin my Bible out of my pocket
And remind the devil that he has been defeated, nobody cheat
Jesus Christ won fair & square when He died apon the Cross
Which mean the blood was not lost
So devil get the heck away from me cause I am that crazy hispanic
When I grab the mic I start to panic
Committin perfect crimes, wit the perfect rhymes
Mutalatin demons, hold up I think I somebody screamin
Oh I think I recognize that yell
That the sound of twenty thousand demons burnin in hell
And if you dont wanna be there, then you best change your ways
I eat demons like a pack of Frito Lays, anyways
I got my dues, so gloria Jesus
Go out & tell the devil there is a crazy latin on the loose

[Chorus]
Cause no one can handle & wonder & loco
A crazy hispanic
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[T-Bone]
I be that latin MC, that the devil cant see
Like the wind that hear goin in ear
Like a cutip or even Casper the ghost
I burn MCs like toast
The oven´s hot roast dont mean to boast
But since the age of 8 I´ve been unfadeable
Suckas get big heads, but head isn´t inflatable
So if you like hip hop while I beat I got em
From the top to the bottom, Bob Cat brought em
From the top of his dome to the studio
wit this crazy flow to the radio, have got to save a soul
Is what I am screamin, I got a demon on my infered
So I pop the demon like a fat pimple on my head
Nuff said, demons on the ground all around
Maybe next time they will think before messin wit the brown
Crazy hispanic, skitzophranic type of fellow
I eat MCs like jello, hello
Lay your head apon the pillow, cause your raps need a nap
Oh snaps, crackle pop, this some real hip hop
Not some drip drop, water down type of junk punk
But the type of stuff that makes demons weary
They fear me, like a mouse does a cat
Cause I ama maniac
Nuts, out of control
The devil tryin to steal my soul
But he wont suceed, I will make him plead & bleed
Mercy, mercy to this crazy hispanic
And then I will do it all over again

[Chorus]

[T-Bone]
Well its that lunatic latin comin straight from the mission
District I get ballistic let me kick this
Rhyme, like a sucka ballin to the devil´s cara
No dijo nada, cuando le di una paleada
Im the brother wit the bald head like Mr. Clean
Settin demons on fire, tryin to put ´em out wit gasoline
But for some reason gasoline ain´t helpin
Demons keep meltin, like a ice cream sundae
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Everyday I praise the Lord, & hang demons wit my mic cord
Then I hit ´em wit my bat while the one the floor
Hold a sec I think I hear somebody knocin at my door
Knock Knock who has there, Jesus, Jesus who
The one who loves, & can change you, rearrange you
From the top of your head to the tip of your toes
To afros, bald heads, dread & all the stuff
Rough & rugged by my style
Like a juvenile gettin buckwild in the streets
I teach over beats
Cause thats a secret to reach ya & teach ya
So that the devil wont defeat ya
Wack MC get cut like trees, wit ease
Geez, I eat ´em like Chinnesse
Wak Tak Tu Ya, whats your technique
My technique is unique
Lead by the Holy Ghost
I got the type of skills that burn demons like toast
So pass the M I C & let me flow like the Atlantic
The Terminator couldnt stop me, cause I ama crazy hispanic

[Chorus]

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