Capacity Blown (Clean)

Lyrics

Big Kwam - "Capacity Blown" [Emcee(s): Big Kwam] [Producer(s): The Creators (Juliano & Si Spex)] [Scratches: Mr. Thing] [Verse 1: Big Kwam] Kwam! Off the bat, I strike, black, and the type venomous You gon' "Remember" this like a Shalamar "Night" My pen is descriptive, shoot from the hip with the sick shit Tagging you nitwits with the scriptures to make your wigs lift Mic in my right, the other grabbing my balls. I steam herb To conceive words like vaginal walls, but without The cramps though. Put your lights out like damp dro I lamp, yo, Uptown Saturday Night like Camp Lo Corrupt thoughts like Catholicism. Black Apostle's driven deep like the granites of earth where fossils hidden I'm living—that's half the battle won. Now I gotta Resurrect my physical and have a son, but when I pass away, my epitaph'll say, "Grams Mixed with hash, ass, and a glass of 'Zé, and he was In his element." My casket carried by my regiment With the speakers knocking "Eric B. For President" Kwam written in stars, spitting these bars Hitting you hard, mic-murderer guilty as charged Guilty as charged Lyrical barrage, word up [Hook: Samples with Scratches Mr. Thing] "Big Kwam" "I'm internationally known" - Sample from Rakim - "The Saga Begins" "Big Kwam" "Every capacity blown" - Sample from Rakim - "The Saga Begins" [Verse 2: Big Kwam] Making Bars kill ya, my squad iller than a Mars Villa Axe-kick, react quick, the scar-sweller, just A calm pillar of strength bent from hard liquor Touring was just a method to con quicker It has to be the way my verbal tapestry weave Intricate visuals in your cerebral cavity that got me Immortalized on wax 'cause I'm an icon strapped Out with my mic on, turn sound-booths to Saigon Carlos the Jackal shit, you'll get tackled with styles That push wigs back like clenched fists on afro pick The virtuoso, solo rapper for dolo Letter bombs for po-po, landing promos in slow-mo [Hook: Samples with Scratches Mr. Thing] "Big Kwam" "I'm internationally known" - Sample from Rakim - "The Saga Begins" "Big Kwam" "Got the world spinning hectic" - Sample from Rakim - "The Saga Begins" [Verse 3: Big Kwam] I say My life is like majority black, committing disorderly Acts on all of these cats whose calling me wack Words assault and batter, nailing mics to a cross with daggers Spitting rhymes with the force to shatter backboards in Madison Square, grammatically clear cannibal Parable savagely tear your faculty's gear. What's happening Here is the rebirth of emcees Squeeze first with plenty shots popping like hemp seeds Hot? I wrote that. If it's raw, I smoke that My broke cast is swerving their Ac's with no road tax Crash hydrants, flee from the whip and dip from those who Flash sirens in a blatant act of defiance Lawless living, flawless vision, conquer Like Mars and pilgrims who co-opt poor civilians Twan's the sheriff, I'm the deputy, we're set to be Via telepathy, cross-water slaughter who step to me [Hook: Samples with Scratches Mr. Thing] "Big Kwam" "I'm internationally known" - Sample from Rakim - "The Saga Begins" "Big Kwam" "Microphone phenomenal" - Sample from Rakim - "The Saga Begins"