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.
Take It to the Guns
Papoose Lyrics
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Breath heavy got that haze in my lungs,
I ain't nothin but a raisen in the sun,
Ma fuckers don't be playin whare I'm from,
Think its a game when can take it to the guns
Cops comin then I'm blazin that them,
They wanna put me in the cage here they come,
Mother fuckers don't be playin Wea I'm from,
[Chorrus]
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Got a problem with somethin I'm sayin to you son,
Take it how you want it, we can take it to the guns
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Yea you beside me and now you playin with my guns,
I'm a take you to blood, we can take it to the guns
[Verse 1]
I dunno what they doin over there,
But guns go off over here,
I don't no if they shoot fair ones or shake hands over there,
But guns go off over here,
I dunno if they from outta town or if they lost over there,
But homie this New York over here, get Off'd over here,
No workers the boss over here, we don't go get guns, we walk wit em, yea,
I don't no what they say in them courts over there,
But ain't no body soft over here, get offed over here,
Don't no body talk over here,
We take ourtime and go up north over here,
Everybody always say chill let it slide,
Niggas violate you when they say let it ride,
Ride or die niggas never hide,
And the ones who always say let it ride, they never ride,
So quick to swear on who ever died,
Swearin on your man and you no you just lied,
But you shouldn't take a mans pride,
Niggas take kindness for weakness,
That's why I'm never kind,
Always seen things comin I was never blind,
To me its 13 0'clock I'm ahead of time,
I no you through my man so you ain't no friend of mine,
Hit you 7 times wit the barretta 9,
O parden yourself I make you say it 7 times,
14 a hundred shot mac multiplies,
Spoke with gang sign language, said slice pack,
I spoke with body language and gave him his knife back,
So don't ever ask why I'm takin it like that,
Because I took it how you put it, now take it right back,
[Chorrus]
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Got a problem with somethin I'm sayin to you son,
Take it how you want it, we can take it to the guns
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Yea you beside me and now you playin with my guns,
I'm a take you to blood, we can take it to the guns
[Verse 2]
I smoke a large portion for cheaper,
My gun game sick like a cough and fever,
Niggas straight birds like a hawk and geizer,
But they run on you like a horse and a cheetah,
We real niggas so when we walk through they great us,
Pull over and talk to us egor,
Why your man keep pealin off when he see us,
He one of them hot head niggas, He'll cool off in the freezer,
That's my word I chase his boss out his sneakers,
The nigga ran so fast he lost his adidas,
Even as a student had the force of a leader,
Talked to teachers with thoughts of a thinker,
Me and him strong side by side, don't try to walk in between us,
Even stand beside us or lay underneath us,
Jackson like michael, flip keys like alicia,
Pull mats like burney to get friends like aretha,
Pigs playin for keps, them hogs wanna keep us,
Because we walk the walk and talk with the nina,
I'm tossin the heata, I ain't tryin to get cought without it,
But I ain't tryin to get cought with it neither,
[Chorrus]
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Got a problem with somethin I'm sayin to you son,
Take it how you want it, we can take it to the guns
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Yea you beside me and now you playin with my guns,
I'm a take you to blood, we can take it to the guns
[Verse 3]
You don't really wanna take it there, us real dudes smell fear,
All the crack heads say they love you when you let em get by,
All they really love is crack, they just wanna get high,
In my hood they don't care about a couple of chumps,
When the gun boys come, all they want is them guns,
But when the narcs snatch you up, it shatter dreams,
Because they bag you and bag a fein,
The judge threw the book at my man, we had a team,
Judges like throwin books, that's why I throw magazines,
Y'all got a lotta drama and a lil nina, ya grills gotta get a lil meana,
If I wanna say xxxx you, I ain't gunna give you the middle finger,
Real niggas say xxxx you with the triger finger,
Run on your block and hit you like a bolita,
I toke ninas and poke feevers, and park rims for you,
Scheme and plot smart schames for you,
After they bang with you they call the man on you,
He snitchin on his own colors, smart man for you,
The white man cought you becuse the dark man saw you,
Heard when they hoped outta that dark van on you,
Your whole fear bounced, even your ark ran on you,
What you expect niggas to spark candals for you,
That gun ain't jammed on you, your hearts jammed on you,
Spoke with gang sign language, said slice pack,
I spoke with body language and gave him his knife back,
Don't ever ask why I'm takin it like that,
I took it how you put it, now take it right back,
I lost a whole lotta homies to the gun,
Killas will chase you to ya grave if you run,
20 ta life they ain't playin wit you son,
So think befor you take it to the gun
The song "Take it to the Guns" by Papoose is a reflection of life in his neighborhood as he was growing up. Papoose begins by discussing his heavy breath and the weed he has in his lungs, which sets the tone for the rest of the song. He talks about how people do not play games in his area, and they are quick to pull out a weapon rather than talking things out. This lack of communication results in people getting hurt or killed, which is something Papoose has dealt with a lot in the past.
The chorus of the song emphasizes that Papoose is someone who was born in the gutter and raised in the slums. He cannot talk his way out of conflict and prefers to solve problems by taking them to the guns. He states that if someone has a problem with what he is saying, they can handle it in any way they want. The second verse implies that Papoose is not afraid of confrontation and will always carry a gun with him.
Furthermore, the final verse of the song is Papoose reflecting on all of his friends that he's lost due to gun violence. He warns others to think before taking things to the gun because it's not something to take lightly. This cements the theme of the song that violence and guns only lead to destruction, and it's essential to remain aware of that fact.
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