Shamele Mackie (born December 31, 1978 in Brooklyn, New York), better known… Read Full Bio ↴Shamele Mackie (born December 31, 1978 in Brooklyn, New York), better known by his stage name Papoose, is an American rapper and actor signed to DJ Kayslay's Streetsweepers Entertainment. Raised in the notorious Bedford-Stuyvesant section of Brooklyn, he made his first attempts at being a rapper at the young age of 11, and he made his first recorded appearance on Kool G Rap's Roots of Evil album in 1998. Since then he has released 22 mixtapes to huge underground success. In 2008, he issued a statement saying that he and fellow rapper Remy Ma were to be married, but due to her impending jail sentence of potentially up to 25 years, they had changed their plans and intend to marry in prison instead. The prison wedding was called off after he attempted to smuggle a handcuffs key into prison on their wedding day in May 2008. After the incident, Papoose married Remy Ma the next day inside the courtroom right before sentencing and was barred from visiting her for six months.
He was given the name Papoose by his grandmother because of his childhood resemblance to an American Indian child. Inspired by rap legends Rakim, Kool G Rap and Big Daddy Kane, he has been well respected on the underground hip-hop circuit for a long period of time now.
In early 2006, his StreetSweepers crew linked up with Busta Rhymes' Flipmode Inkprint to co-executive produce Papoose's first official album. On August 24, 2006, his official website officially announced that he signed with Jive Records, a deal which, according to his management's official website was worth $1.5 million.
Papoose has recently become known for engaging in charity work, visiting sick children and donated to causes including the Make-A-Wish Foundation and to various Hurricane Katrina charities.
On September 19, 2007 DJ Kay Slay announced that Papoose and himself have parted ways from Jive records. "We have officially gotten our release from Jive fuckin records. It was like a fuckin year of hell... Unfortunately, we almost became victims of A&R hell." On the radio show slay was asked what was next for Papoose, and he said "You know we can't talk about that man." The future of the Papoose's debut album, The Nacirema Dream, is unknown at this time; however, Papoose and Kay Slay are rumored to own the records that were created under Jive.
Papoose is no longer affiliated with Flipmode Squad.
He was given the name Papoose by his grandmother because of his childhood resemblance to an American Indian child. Inspired by rap legends Rakim, Kool G Rap and Big Daddy Kane, he has been well respected on the underground hip-hop circuit for a long period of time now.
In early 2006, his StreetSweepers crew linked up with Busta Rhymes' Flipmode Inkprint to co-executive produce Papoose's first official album. On August 24, 2006, his official website officially announced that he signed with Jive Records, a deal which, according to his management's official website was worth $1.5 million.
Papoose has recently become known for engaging in charity work, visiting sick children and donated to causes including the Make-A-Wish Foundation and to various Hurricane Katrina charities.
On September 19, 2007 DJ Kay Slay announced that Papoose and himself have parted ways from Jive records. "We have officially gotten our release from Jive fuckin records. It was like a fuckin year of hell... Unfortunately, we almost became victims of A&R hell." On the radio show slay was asked what was next for Papoose, and he said "You know we can't talk about that man." The future of the Papoose's debut album, The Nacirema Dream, is unknown at this time; however, Papoose and Kay Slay are rumored to own the records that were created under Jive.
Papoose is no longer affiliated with Flipmode Squad.
God MC
Papoose Lyrics
Unbelievable
Uh huh (Uh huh)
Do it!
Unbelievable
And I
Yeah (Yeah)
Let the drums knock
Unbelievable
Statik, what up?
Come on (Come on)
Papoose (Unbelievable), Papoose
I launch a larger missile, that's how I resolve a issue
You start so much shit, you should carry a starter pistol
Let's see how good that does you when Nola revolvers hit you
You just a partial, you such a target, it's hard to miss you
At your funeral nobody in your squad'll miss you
They'll be no cryin', no sense in buyin' up all the tissue
When they walk up to your casket not even your moms'll kiss you
You always been a bastard, I don't think your father miss you
I gotta eat your food 'cause I'm starvin', you on the menu
Your manager's retarded regardless for marketing you
I always been the smartest, a artist, my art official
His job is just the hardest, his artist is artificial
Mobbin', we gon' continue to rob you for your residuals
This be our little secret, this robbery is confidential
Go buy a typewriter, ink pen and some more utensils
To write a rhyme about me you gon' need a longer pencil
Don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
Say what'chu want
Don't-don't-don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
I immediately structure the plan and strike strategically
Before I make a move, I carefully scope the scenery
Avoidin' contact with the ignorant is the key to me
But recently I have been engagin' more frequently
I'm tryna keep positive thoughts and think peacefully
But the snakes gotta just cross and keep deceivin' me
All the trick knowledge they taught is just beatin' me
Eatin' me alive inside brings out the beast in me
Contemplatin' ways to capture the win easily
Had to make sure the battlefield was split evenly
They be stealin' my ideas, what's all the thievery?
They lack dignity, I swear, no decency
Sendin' threats, you think I care? You not a G to me
The streets in me wanna just grab and stab 'em repeatedly
Glock eighteen with the drum, you can compete with me
Krush Groove stay with the drum just like Sheila E
Don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
Say what'chu want
Don't-don't-don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
Unbelievable
Unbelievable
Uh huh (Uh huh)
Do it!
Unbelievable
And I
Yeah (Yeah)
Let the drums knock
Unbelievable
Statik, what up?
Come on (Come on)
I launch a larger missile, that's how I resolve a issue
You start so much shit, you should carry a starter pistol
Let's see how good that does you when Nola revolvers hit you
You just a partial, you such a target, it's hard to miss you
At your funeral nobody in your squad'll miss you
They'll be no cryin', no sense in buyin' up all the tissue
When they walk up to your casket not even your moms'll kiss you
You always been a bastard, I don't think your father miss you
I gotta eat your food 'cause I'm starvin', you on the menu
Your manager's retarded regardless for marketing you
I always been the smartest, a artist, my art official
His job is just the hardest, his artist is artificial
Mobbin', we gon' continue to rob you for your residuals
This be our little secret, this robbery is confidential
Go buy a typewriter, ink pen and some more utensils
To write a rhyme about me you gon' need a longer pencil
Don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
Say what'chu want
Don't-don't-don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
I immediately structure the plan and strike strategically
Before I make a move, I carefully scope the scenery
Avoidin' contact with the ignorant is the key to me
But recently I have been engagin' more frequently
I'm tryna keep positive thoughts and think peacefully
But the snakes gotta just cross and keep deceivin' me
All the trick knowledge they taught is just beatin' me
Eatin' me alive inside brings out the beast in me
Contemplatin' ways to capture the win easily
Had to make sure the battlefield was split evenly
They be stealin' my ideas, what's all the thievery?
They lack dignity, I swear, no decency
Sendin' threats, you think I care? You not a G to me
The streets in me wanna just grab and stab 'em repeatedly
Glock eighteen with the drum, you can compete with me
Krush Groove stay with the drum just like Sheila E
Don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
Say what'chu want
Don't-don't-don't let me tell you where I'm from
Brook-Nam, we cain't stop here
It ain't-it ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
I'm the god, I spit the sun, moon, and the stars
Unbelievable
Unbelievable
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Shamele Mackie
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@felixmumia3926
Papoose is the greatest of all time.
Pen game💯off the dome💯A TRUE GOD MC.
@marcuslang9902
I think he got the nicest album?... no disappointment anywhere
@Blaqk_8298
How many people love PAP?
@mladenvukovic9658
A lot 💪
@robertdunkley8173
Nuff love for Pap. This is a straight banger 🔥🔥🔥#godmc
@tredavis206
Much love pap a monster
@jamaaldavis3222
Papoose is one of the most underrated mcs ever and those 6 niggaz that put thumbs down don't know about real hiphop it's a damn shame real barz don't matter anymore fuck that I'm an 80s baby that's all I know is real hiphop fuck these garbage ass mumble rappers
@ducekong7878
🔥🖲✊🏿
@guiver1980
Papoose is Highly underratted .
This track is 🔥🔥🔥
@j.dino.supreme953
This is real hip hop beat! Not them trash trap beats.