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For the second single from Primordial Emcee's X-Faction 2: Reanimated, his solo debut on Hand'Solo Records, Iron Wind merges the speakeasy jazz of the Roaring 20s with classic boom bap while Prime packs the punchlines with references to his favourite comic books. And to best honour the medium, a video of drawings and words. Halifax comic book artist Dave Howlett (SLAM-A-RAMA, The Last Paper Route) provides the fabulous artwork and Toronto's
LyricVids.com provides the familiar lettering.
Much love to Marvel and DC...
Watch the video:
youtu.be/G_MdBvhuVus
lyrics
“Aw geez, who writes this crap?”
From Marvel to DC you know who’s on it, now enter a world of super human conflict
Prime wanted to control the universe, too, so I went out and gripped the volume of the Infinity Gauntlet
Now that's some super hero type shit, I damage the mic wit’, in comparison to the Man of Steel, he’s got a light grip
Always had a thing for Wonder Woman in that outfit, rescuing me in her under clothing only to dip without dick
Now what the fuck is that shit? (“I don’t know where you’ve been”) For a woman like that Joker’s doing a backflip
He's the clown that's known to be mad sick, get the ladies going crazy from a little slapstick
What's a guy to do when the comic store gone? Prime end up spending all his coin on more chron
See me run so fast the door spun, just to watch Susan in a Fantastic Four-some
Before the accident life was a mega blur, now why would I reverse the process to be regular?
Got punchlines like Juggernaut to hit you in the jugular, just when you thought things were bad, it got uglier
The thought of Madame’s web head wrinkling reminds ‘em of that time the blood shed sprinkling
Spidey senses going off when MJ's mingling, that's not the only thing on Spidey tingling
This daywalker slay bloodsuckers afraid, when the vamps come out to play they can taste my Blade
Rather be trapped in amusement parks with Arcade than trapped downtown Toronto when martial law is made
Bomb squad's called before the exploding starts, I’m sick of emcees showboating darts
Can't replicate Iron Man with phoney parts, my tech's a decade advanced like Tony Starks’
Let the battle commence against cattle immense as Prime suspends an animated sequence he invents
When cleaning up the city all interest ends uhm, isn't that a job for the Super Friends? (“you’re right!”)
Sometimes that shit can be a hella bore, so I'll get into mastering the universe defeating Skeletor
Stop King Hiss from winning this angelic war; the thing is, that’s what I use my melon for
Carry a backup in case the first don't respond right, use mics like the Sword of Omens for sight beyond sight
His tongue law tight with raw insight, I'll wipe my ass with the wraps of Mum-Ra in a fight
Start livin’ it large if you’re livin’ it medium, it’s all a joke only to get splat on a median
I take charge, barge right in and beat ’em, for amusement Prime watch men act like the Comedian
It can get a little psycho when, you decide to face a case of suicidal men
With the right flow and timing, Prime dive in to a world of crime fighting on psilocybin
I'll take a dose of the Scarecrow any day, they say Arkham's gonna let me in anyway
The question is: Can he play the roll of a Renegade? Plenty pay the price many made
You’re all talk if you wanna keep it on wax, Prime attack tracks with the chest cavity of Cyrax
Go ballistic on sadistic tracks, so relax as I collapse facts twisted to The Maxx
Like speech bubbles branching off when you get struck, this graphic sense of humour’s enough to crack us up
Emcees these days think they bad as fuck, Prime’s rhymes so fat they can't fit in Jabba's hut
“What a laugh… I could break you in half!”
credits
from
Comic Relief (DJ Pack),
released August 11, 2017
Written and performed by Primordial Emcee (@PrimordialEmcee)
Remixed by The Dirty Sample (@TheDirtySample)
Mastered by Dorc for Banging Masters (
www.bangingmasters.com)
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