By Jason Torres
Cappadonna, aka Cappucino, aka the Wu-Tang Clan’s most long-winded MC, famous for his extra-long verses, is now yet another Charm City hack driver between appearances on local club stages. City Paper wanted to give Cap the chance to set the record straight about how he went from recording for Sony to hacking in B’more. During a phone interview the excessively laid-back slang master took time to discuss everything from the Wu-Tang and his family to hacking and space aliens. Yes, space aliens.
City Paper: A lot of people are curious about everything that happened with you and the Wu, wondering if your gig as a hack is a publicity stunt. What do you say to that?
Cappadonna: What do I say to that? Basically, I don’t give a fuck what people think, first of all. And as for my well-being, I’m a hustler. Whatever I see that’s generating paper, I do that. Shit, from hackin’ to rappin’ to actin’, I’m-a do that shit. As far as me and the Wu, we still see each other, still slap each other on the hand, show love, and throw up the buddah—if niggas feel like smoking something extraordinary, we do that, too.
CP: So what happened?
C: The only thing that went sour was the business aspect of it. We got a little fragile, we had to take a step back and look at ourselves again as individuals before we can come together as a team. But we doin’ things now, slowly but surely, pickin’ up the pieces, trying to get a new Wu album out there and all that.
Me, I’m moving all around. I did five years in Baltimore City. I’m trying to throw out an official banger, Wu South Volume 2, with all my brothers from around the way and whoever I bump into in the grit, [such as local MC] Clayway. I’m willin’ to deal with anybody.
Baltimore, right now, for real, this my second home. I been here for five joints, from the streets to the bullpen to up in the bitches and all that. I got kids out here that might not even be mine, word. Once you tell me they mine, and a kid only know me as a father, then I gotta play that role, word up. I’m looking out for the orphans and the underprivileged, that’s what it’s all about when I’m out here, word up. It’s still for the kids, man. The Wu tradition ain’t gon’ never die.
CP: When can people expect a new Wu Tang project?
C: It’s hard to tell, we got so many other things poppin’ off in the back room, too. I got a DVD I just completed. I might go ahead and pop off with the second volume of that. I was working on an album called Transitions, and in the middle of that I had another transition and went the whole opposite way of what I was I doin’ on that album, so it’s like my thoughts is scattered like weed. But it’s like, you still gotta put all that together to make a blunt, though. And that’s what I’m doin’, putting all my talent together, so I can make everything nice, clear, and blunt. I don’t wanna be throwing long darts on ’em like that no more. I wanna make everything nice, short, and clear.
It’s for the kids, man. I’m doing this for them, I don’t give a fuck what nobody think. I ain’t in love, I ain’t pussy-whipped, I ain’t afraid to bust a mothafucking ratchet. I just ain’t got time for a lot of shit right now. I gotta spread this joy to the kids, that’s what I’m dying for. I know they say save self first, but I got a greater accomplishment, sacrificing my little bit of shit to have my seeds live in a comfortable condition, using my God-given talent, turn it into some big dough and do positive things with it.
CP: Method Man’s been out here a few times doing The Wire. Have you had a chance to talk with him?
C: A lot of people don’t really understand me, man. They don’t really know how to go about building with me on different levels. A lot of things don’t impress me nowadays. My whole picture of life and music and all that is much bigger. I’m [in] the spirit world, and niggas is living in Sodom and Gomorrah. I’m on the outside lookin’ in to all of that shit right there, watchin’ them make fools of themselves. Like, I did that shit when I was 18, all that jewelry and shit. I want land. I’ll wear an outfit all week to get some land.
CP: So you not feelin’ music right now?
C: I’m trying to use music to address real issues and not be speaking upon some ol’ street garbage—fucking this bitch and fuckin’ that bitch. Fuck that. I’m trying to come with a harp with 10 strings, like the song is beautiful. That’s all that’s on my mind.
I don’t give a fuck about not having a mansion, or not having a car. Real life is in my head—death to those dealing with stupidity. The most guilty is not the ones that’s doin’ it, it’s the instigators. They’ll be one doin’ it, but there’s a hundred thousand cheering him on, like “Kill, kill, kill, kill.” Backwards-ass niggas out there right now. Niggas is abusing their gift, man. They don’t understand yet.
CP: There’s a lot of Wu-Tang members, and you all have a unique persona. Which one are you?
C: I want to be the one that the people love. People mistake fear for love. They might respect you, but that’s respect. When they love you, that shit supersedes all that shit. When they love you, you can throw it out however you wanna throw it out and still be accepted, and that right there is what music gotta be changed into. Niggas is claiming a corner as a big-ass piece of land and shooting each other for that shit on some young-ass 24-year-old gangbanging stupidity. Start the revolution if you wanna impress me.
CP: How old are you?
C: Older than the sun, moon, and stars. My bloodline has no beginning and no end. They call me the unordinary light. That’s what I’m known as to the cats that be on the wheel.
CP: Huh?
C: The wheel—that’s the UFOs and shit. I don’t expect none of these little niggas with their little 20-20 vision seen a UFO before, but I seen one.
CP: You seen one?
C: I seen one. That shit is over niggas’ heads man, word up. Niggas ain’t gon’ be able to find me, man.
CP: Tell me about it.
C: I got enough information to crack an atom in half. I’m crackin’ atoms right now. I’m-a have to start talking in codes and shit. My first code is (pause) seven. That’s my six children and me. (laughs) That’s seven right there. Knowledge, so me being knowledge, and my six children being the culture, from each one of them, you get each individual in this world.
― Amon (eman), Saturday, 30 April 2005 03:57 (twenty years ago)
UFOs?
― Amon (eman), Saturday, 30 April 2005 04:13 (twenty years ago)
― rizzx (rizzx), Saturday, 30 April 2005 10:24 (twenty years ago)
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Saturday, 30 April 2005 12:40 (twenty years ago)
his answer to the Method Man question though, damn.
― Amon (eman), Saturday, 30 April 2005 13:19 (twenty years ago)
― Space Is the Place (Space Is the Place), Saturday, 30 April 2005 13:26 (twenty years ago)
― Amon (eman), Saturday, 30 April 2005 13:30 (twenty years ago)
― Al (sitcom), Saturday, 30 April 2005 15:49 (twenty years ago)
― Amon (eman), Saturday, 30 April 2005 17:49 (twenty years ago)
― Austin Still (Austin, Still), Sunday, 1 May 2005 02:37 (twenty years ago)
― Al (sitcom), Sunday, 1 May 2005 04:48 (twenty years ago)
― billy gensen, Wednesday, 27 July 2005 06:59 (twenty years ago)
― Forksclovetofu (Forksclovetofu), Wednesday, 27 July 2005 12:26 (twenty years ago)
― rogermexico (rogermexico), Friday, 12 August 2005 19:14 (twenty years ago)
Smash pretty boy niggas, crush they karma
― Noodle Vague, Saturday, 28 July 2007 09:04 (eighteen years ago)
Whatever I see that’s generating paper, I do that.
― That one guy that hit it and quit it, Saturday, 28 July 2007 09:42 (eighteen years ago)
Got family that go to church, come back like it DON'T WORK
― brightscreamer, Saturday, 28 July 2007 14:43 (eighteen years ago)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2Ti8mjm6n4
― am0n, Sunday, 30 March 2008 19:26 (seventeen years ago)
winter warz verse still untouchable
― ciderpress, Sunday, 30 March 2008 19:30 (seventeen years ago)
SATURDAY, APRIL 5th @ STUDIO A: CAPPADONNA of the Wu-Tang Clan performs live with BIG NOYD, GARCIA, MAJOR LEAGUE and PSYKO SOUTH!! Free event for everyone over 21, doors at 11pm. 60 NE 11th St. www.studioamiami.com
― dreamsonvhs, Sunday, 30 March 2008 22:21 (seventeen years ago)
there was a good interview with him in hhc a few years back about his cab driving. ill try and post it if i can find the mag.
― titchyschneiderMk2, Sunday, 30 March 2008 22:24 (seventeen years ago)
-- ciderpress, Sunday, March 30, 2008 3:30 PM
^^^
― am0n, Saturday, 9 August 2008 18:02 (seventeen years ago)
You heard other raps before but kept waiting For the sun of song, I keep dancehalls strong Beats never worthy of my cause, I prolong Extravangza, time sits still No propoganda, be wary of the skill As I bring forth the music, make love to your eardrum Dedicated to rap niggaz, beware of the fearsome Lebanon don, malcolm x beat threat Cd massacre, murder to casette I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nothin yet One man ran, tryin to get away from it Put your bifocal on, watch me I'm comin Into your chamber like freddy enter dreams Discombumberate your technique and your scheme Four course applause, like a black dat to dat You're stuck on stupid like I'm stuck on the map Nowhere to go except next show bro Entertainin motherf**kers can't stop o In battlin, you don't want me to start tattlin All upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin Bitch, you ain't got nothin on the rich Every other day my whole dress code switch So just in case you want to clock me like sherry All y'all crab bitches ain't got to worry Can't get a nigga like don dime a dozen Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent park hill See my face on the twenty dollar bill Cash it in, and get ten dollars back The fat lp with cappachino on the wax Pass it in your think, put valve up to twelve Put all the other lp's back on the shelf And smoke a blunt, and dial 9-1-7 1-6-0-4-9-3-11 And you can long dick hip-hop affection I damage any mc who step in my direction I'm staten island's best son f**k what you heard Niggaz still talkin that shit is absurd My repotoire is u.s.s.r. P.l.o. style got blown out the car And run over, by the method man jeep Divine can't define my style is so deep Like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine Cut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design I know you want to diss me, but I can read your mind 'cause you weak in the knees like swv Tryin to get a title like wu killa bee Kid change your habit, you know I'm friends with the abbot Me and rza ridin name printed in the tablet Under vets, we paid our debts for mad years Hibernate the sound, and now we out like beers And blunt power, born physically power speakin The truth in the song be the pro-black teachin
boring
― gabbneb, Saturday, 9 August 2008 18:13 (seventeen years ago)
ha u suck
― BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Saturday, 9 August 2008 21:01 (seventeen years ago)
great verse though can we permaban any "what you heard/absurd" rhymes that aren't in "rock box"
― J0hn D., Saturday, 9 August 2008 22:36 (seventeen years ago)
Discombumberate your technique and your scheme
^^^ heat
― BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Saturday, 9 August 2008 22:45 (seventeen years ago)
i was always partial to "Slang Editorial"
Donna journalistic Writin wizard Protect my soul when the devil tried to get it Seen my goal and stuck with it Ever since a kid, early in a bid Doin things you never did All up in a staircase a scared face was lookin Wallet got tooken Free from the work release donna kept bookin!
― myndbloom, Saturday, 9 August 2008 22:54 (seventeen years ago)
The truth in the song be the pro-black teaching.
― The Reverend, Sunday, 10 August 2008 02:47 (seventeen years ago)
am0n and Colin C. B-}
Cappadonna Releases Free Online Album Called "The Cappatalize Project", And Its Fire. (LINK)
― deej, Sunday, 10 August 2008 02:53 (seventeen years ago)
yeah i posted on another thread about cappadonna. keep reaching for that zing deejnutz!
― am0n, Sunday, 10 August 2008 07:05 (seventeen years ago)
that wasnt a zing, i was just lolling @ you cosigning Colin C., ilx's rappeur extraordinaire
― deej, Sunday, 10 August 2008 09:25 (seventeen years ago)
the zing is u giving dap to a cappadonna album
― deej, Sunday, 10 August 2008 09:28 (seventeen years ago)
From his MySpace page:
NOW I HAVE MY OWN LABLE CALLED " CAPPADONNA RECORDS" AND ILL BE RELEASEING MY OWN MATERIAL AND MY OWN ARTIST AS WELL INCLUDING LOUNGE MODE MY PHYSICAL BROTHER
― res, Sunday, 10 August 2008 13:07 (seventeen years ago)
Someone should create a '97 Mentality vs. Winter Warz poll.
― brightscreamer, Sunday, 10 August 2008 15:17 (seventeen years ago)
the pillage has a couple weak trax but its pretty solid
― am0n, Sunday, 10 August 2008 18:38 (seventeen years ago)
My slang is editorial explicit materialBreifcase yolive in stereo flowFeel me, Donna RealtySet the black people freeSet the black people free
― Jandek at the Disco (upper mississippi sh@kedown), Thursday, 6 September 2012 22:49 (thirteen years ago)
milk this cowbest way we know howpark hill projectschick ka-pow
― centipede burt s (how's life), Friday, 7 September 2012 10:42 (thirteen years ago)
Cappadonna might be the most inconsistent rapper in history. I swear, there are tracks where you think this guy should have never gotten into the rap game, and others where he totally blows your mind.
― Poliopolice, Friday, 7 September 2012 17:08 (thirteen years ago)