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.
Mixtape Murder
Papoose Lyrics
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Papoose Street Sweeper Ent.
This Is Mixtape Murder I Say Some Of The Illest Shit They Herd Off!
They Betta Off Going To Get They Burner!
This Is Mixtape Murder, Mixtape Spit-Strait Murder!
This Is Mixtape Murder,Mixtape Murder-Mixtape Murder!!!
-Its Street-Sweeper To The Death On You Bastards
When I Die Put A Street-Sweeper In My Casket And Close It
Just Let Me Lay There With The Rachet..Yeah
Dust To Dust & Ashes To Ashes...So The Snake Who Killed Me
Could Walk In Acting -By The Grace Of God I'm Jump Up Blasting
Acting Like You Build You's A Fucked Up 'hasbeen I Dress With A Gun Tuck Fashion..
!I'm A Monster Son Of Raw!
-I Spit Americas Most Wanted Bars My Will-Power Got More
Will Than 100cars I'm Show This Niggas How To Deal Just Cuase Of Cards You's A Cock-Sucking Brawd Look..
You Got Something You Wanna Get Off Your Chest
Besides Your Fucking Bra? Stop Throwing Hits
Throw Shots Confront It 'poau
I Dont Got Drama With None Of Ya'll But I Hope You Niggas Kill Each Other I Dont Like Neither One Of Ya'll!!!
-You Could Go Try Get Who Ever You Want Invole Tell'em Im A Problem That They Can't Fucking Solve,Acting Like You Really Thuging Hard
And Buckin Cons He Thuging Becuase Of Ya'll They Put The Battery In Ya Back Now You Think You A Fucking Star...
!Hit You In Your Back And Blow The Battery Outta Ya Stomach'poau!
Who Died?-Left Them In Charge.
Carry So Many Hoods On My Shoulders I Need Somebody To Give Me A Massage.
-Selling Jars Of Weed? If He Pull Out Another Jar.. Fuck Huging The Block.."Ama Have Him Huging God!" Cross Me Your Heart To Wont Live To Beat Another Throbe My Gun Got Fired So Much It Need Another Job
I Told You In Alphabetical Slaughter I Was'nt Large My Whole Borough Be Buckin Cons Yo Cant Walk Tru Coney Island Bumping Niggas You Buggin 'poau You Aint Just Brushing Pass Niggas You Bumping Hard
Next Time You Make Sure You Know Who You Bumping 'poau Most Of My Coney Island Niggas Will Leave You Slumpt On A Bucket Cars...
Stop Saying You Wont Get A Nigga Who Front & Rob I Dont Care If You Wont I Wood(Would) Like A Lumber Yard!
-Evertime You See The Entourage We Come To Rob
-Charged With Aborah
-Reguardless Cuase Its Hard
-Hit Harder Than Bernard
-We Parked In Your Garage
-Your Brawds In A Manuge
-Hearts Become Enlarged
-Your Dogs Is Duck & Dodge
-Your Squadgers Running Jaw
-Arson Grand Larceny Larsen Rip Bars- Apart In Font Of Ya'll
-Compare Color,Scars
-Harlem Sold Parts Of Yonkers Way Across The Bronx & From Strait
To The Coffin Give 'em Fatal Abortion I'm Able To Off 'em Brooknam
The Puasing's Buzzing Hard Dont Cross The Reservoir Dogs See You In The
Next Morgue ..Decent Of Song..
What???
This Is Mixtape Murder I Say Some Of The Illest Shit They Herd Off!
They Betta Off Going To Get They Burner!
This Is Mixtape Murder, Mixtape Spit-Strait Murder!
This Is Mixtape Murder,Mixtape Murder-Mixtape Murder!!!
-Papoose
The song "Mixtape Murder" by Papoose featuring Thug-A-Cation is a track highlighting the rapper's prowess in delivering hard-hitting bars. Papoose starts off the song by warning his listeners that what they're about to hear are some of the illest rhymes they've ever heard and that they're better off getting a gun rather than attempting to counter his lyrical abilities. The song's hook emphasizes the point that what Papoose does in this song is pure murder in terms of his lyrical ability.
Papoose's verses are all about boasting his lyrical skill, claiming to be a Street Sweeper to the death and even requesting to be buried with his gun. He mocks those who claim to be thugs just to keep up with the trend and warns his enemies that he's a problem that they can't solve. He also takes shots at those who sell weed and brags that his gun has fired so much that it needs another job.
The song's overall theme is lyrical domination and the art of being a skilled rapper. It's a display of Papoose's talent in delivering aggressive, hard-hitting rhymes that leave no room for competition.
Line by Line Meaning
This Is Mixtape Murder I Say Some Of The Illest Shit They Herd Off!
I'm spitting the deadliest bars they've ever heard on these mixtapes
They Betta Off Going To Get They Burner!
They're better off getting their guns to defend themselves against my bars
This Is Mixtape Murder, Mixtape Spit-Strait Murder!
These mixtapes are nothing less than murders with my straight-fire bars
This Is Mixtape Murder,Mixtape Murder-Mixtape Murder!!!
These mixtapes are repeating homicides, straight murders
Its Street-Sweeper To The Death On You Bastards
My Street-Sweeper Ent. brand is a declaration of my unwavering dominance
When I Die Put A Street-Sweeper In My Casket And Close It
Even in death, my legacy will be carried by Streep-Sweeper Ent.
Just Let Me Lay There With The Rachet..Yeah
I want to rest in peace with my weapon, always ready
Dust To Dust & Ashes To Ashes...So The Snake Who Killed Me
When I die, my enemies might come forth to celebrate, but they will soon join me in death too
Could Walk In Acting -By The Grace Of God I'm Jump Up Blasting
If anyone tries to test me, they better be prepared to face their death
Acting Like You Build You's A Fucked Up 'hasbeen I Dress With A Gun Tuck Fashion..
You might look fancy, but I'm always ready to gun you down
!I'm A Monster Son Of Raw!
I'm a lyrical monster, born to dominate rap industry
I Spit Americas Most Wanted Bars My Will-Power Got More
My bars are so dangerous, that they are even hunted by FBI's Most Wanted list
Will Than 100cars I'm Show This Niggas How To Deal Just Cuase Of Cards You's A Cock-Sucking Brawd Look..
I have a stronger will-power than all the wealth in the world, and I can hold my own in any situation
You Got Something You Wanna Get Off Your Chest Besides Your Fucking Bra? Stop Throwing Hits
If you have a problem with me, say it upfront instead of sneak-dissing
Throw Shots Confront It 'poau
If you're throwing shots, say it to my face
I Dont Got Drama With None Of Ya'll But I Hope You Niggas Kill Each Other I Dont Like Neither One Of Ya'll!!!
I don't have any beef with anyone, but if you do, go ahead and kill each other because I don't care about either of you
You Could Go Try Get Who Ever You Want Invole Tell'em Im A Problem That They Can't Fucking Solve,
If anyone wants to test me, tell them they are dealing with a problem they won't be able to solve
Acting Like You Really Thuging Hard
You're pretending to be tough, but you're not
And Buckin Cons He Thuging Becuase Of Ya'll They Put The Battery In Ya Back Now You Think You A Fucking Star...
You're only acting tough because of the people around you, but you're not a star of any kind
!Hit You In Your Back And Blow The Battery Outta Ya Stomach'poau!
I'll hit you so hard, your battery will fly out of your stomach
Who Died?-Left Them In Charge. Carry So Many Hoods On My Shoulders I Need Somebody To Give Me A Massage.
I carry the burden of so many hoods on my shoulders, I need to relax from time to time
-Selling Jars Of Weed? If He Pull Out Another Jar.. Fuck Huging The Block..
If you're selling weed in jars, I won't be bothered with you
"Ama Have Him Huging God!" Cross Me Your Heart To Wont Live To Beat Another Throbe
If you cross me, I'll make sure you hug God before you take another heartbeat
My Gun Got Fired So Much It Need Another Job
I've fired my gun so much, it needs another job besides killing people
I Told You In Alphabetical Slaughter I Was'nt Large My Whole Borough Be Buckin Cons
I'm not claiming to be large, but my whole borough is in agreement against you
Yo Cant Walk Tru Coney Island Bumping Niggas You Buggin 'poau You Aint Just Brushing Pass Niggas You Bumping Hard
If you're walking through Coney Island, make sure you're not bumping into anyone because it might get ugly
Next Time You Make Sure You Know Who You Bumping 'poau Most Of My Coney Island Niggas Will Leave You Slumpt On A Bucket Cars...
Be careful who you bump into because my crew might leave you slumped over a bucket of cars
Stop Saying You Wont Get A Nigga Who Front & Rob I Dont Care If You Wont I Wood(Would) Like A Lumber Yard!
Don't say you won't get somebody who talked big and stole from you, because I would like a lumber yard
-Evertime You See The Entourage We Come To Rob
Whenever you see my crew, we're coming to get our money one way or another
-Charged With Aborah
We're charged with stealing from the people who owe us money
-Reguardless Cuase Its Hard
We don't care if it's hard, we're going to get our money anyways
-Hit Harder Than Bernard
We hit harder than boxer Bernard Hopkins
-We Parked In Your Garage
We're not afraid of confronting you in your turf
-Your Brawds In A Manuge
Your ladies are catered and taken care of
-Hearts Become Enlarged
We make people fear us and make their hearts skip a beat
-Your Dogs Is Duck & Dodge
Your crew is scared and trying to run away
-Your Squadgers Running Jaw
Your crew is nothing but a bunch of talkers
-Arson Grand Larceny Larsen Rip Bars- Apart In Font Of Ya'll
We demolish any rapper who tries to compete with us, crushing them to pieces in front of our fanbase
-Compare Color,Scars
You can compare our colors and scars, but in the end, we'll always be the winners
-Harlem Sold Parts Of Yonkers Way Across The Bronx & From Strait
We've sold parts of Yonkers and Bronx, even all the way to Strait
-To The Coffin Give 'em Fatal Abortion I'm Able To Off 'em Brooknam The Puasing's Buzzing Hard Dont Cross The Reservoir Dogs See You In The Next Morgue ..Decent Of Song..
I can kill anyone, even those in the near vicinity, and I assure you, it won't be pretty
This Is Mixtape Murder I Say Some Of The Illest Shit They Herd Off!
My bars on these tapes are intense and deadly
They Betta Off Going To Get They Burner!
People should better arm themselves if they're going to listen to my fire bars
This Is Mixtape Murder, Mixtape Spit-Strait Murder!
These mixtapes are only meant for straight murder with my bars
This Is Mixtape Murder,Mixtape Murder-Mixtape Murder!!!
These mixtapes are a repeat of murders. You're in danger when you listen to them
-Papoose
The author of this mixtape, Papoose himself
Contributed by Brody W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Ylari Raaijmakers
Crazy original flow 2019 and still here π₯π₯π₯
Steelo strife urameshi
this beat is crazy 5 stars
Akhstar Capers
This is the Papoose we need
GreenMatrix 30seven810172324
damn papoose ripped this beat like a long sleeve
Hannibalscousin
This guy's the best. Spits some the illest lines I've ever heard. Will murder anyone you bring to him!
Aquil Shabazz
My dude foreal. Crazy with the flow & metaphors
LeknΓn
This is a song I will never forget
Akhstar Capers
Had to rap on this after hearing this π₯π―
KRXWNVXK :
probably my favorite song by him
Oliver Hernandez
Straight fire