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.
The Drama Captain
Papoose Lyrics
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Cop the ratchet, lots of clackin', cock it back and watch the action
Now that I got the 'matic: glock for static, lot could happen
Pop his attic, knock his back in, lots of laughin' while i'm blastin'
Blowin' a proper 'matic, stronger passin', larger lavish,
Pasta passin', lobster, crabs, and also rabbits
strong attraction, bars of passion, cause the cat for walkin' rapid
off the cat take off his jacket, warm him back, get off the track
far from average, lost in package, llama strappin', dollar stackin', drama captain
gimme the parkway, I give you a drive in rage
one hand on the steering wheel - other hand on the gauge
I got the man in my mirror, can't stand as a slave,
I coulda stayed as a coward, but I ran cause i'm brave
gimme the Van Wick, show you why they call us the damn whip
reverse where? burn gears: I can't stand sticks
everytime i make a sharp turn, my hands slip
my palms sweat and I can't grip
you keep talkin' 'bout your man rich,
man, shit, you and your man bitch
I got enough bread to put you in a sandwich
cause if the king is unroyal i'm stripping his throne
street smarts is solid: got a wisdom of stone
click on me, I click back, who you clickin' on homes?
i stick my gun up your ass, have you sittin' on chrome
don't give me nothin' on consignment - you gon get jerked
i'd rather flip on you before I flip some work
i'm from dirty down the hill, where them clicks get murked
block lovers kill clicks for turf
I spit proper grammar, yall niggas spit prop-a-ganda
politics sharp enough to ox the chancellor
you handlin', I rock with handlers
cause you'll never cock to scare us if you'on cock to blam us
we fuck hustlas plots and plans up
flooded blocks with samplers, took it to the top with scramblers
yo I gotta stick dice game and search the socks of gamblers
my kids need a box of pampers
yall never put in work, throwin' blocks and clans up
burn flags and pop bandanas
and since them niggas on my block got bananas,
nine milli'll shoot like a video shoot - cock and camera
strong call bad nerves ducking cops with handcuffs
everyday he smoke a whole box of cancer
question my gangsta like I'on got the answer
i'll bring it to your top commander
if i catch you in the club dancing, i'ma cock the hammer,
knock your top off and turn you to a topless dancer
before these record labels ain't know where my fam stood
now I got more labels on me than canned goods
pop off on me - I wish you and your man would,
Papoose stay with a razor like manhood
Jim Jones said i'm a beast - it did a lot for me
Sunny said she love my hustle - made it hot for me
blowin' up in London man, it's about to pop for me
Kiss said he got 16 bars on cock for me
the whole Rikers Island ready to swing a ox for me
Kay Slay they can't hold me - hit a shot for me
The lyrics to Papoose's song The Drama Captain are filled with imagery and wordplay that describe the rapper's self-assurance and capabilities. Throughout the song, Papoose repeats the phrase "give me" as a way of asserting his power and demanding respect. He mentions his ability to acquire a gun ("got the habit, got to have it") and his enjoyment of using it ("lots of clacking, cock it back and watch the action"). He also name-drops various locations and people as evidence of his influence and connections.
The second half of the song turns more violent and confrontational, with Papoose threatening to harm anyone who crosses him. He boasts about his ability to handle himself in any situation, including a shootout ("nine milli'll shoot like a video shoot") and an encounter in a club ("i'ma cock the hammer, knock your top off and turn you to a topless dancer"). The final lines of the song suggest that Papoose has gained a following and is now a force to be reckoned with, as he has the support of Rikers Island inmates and fellow rappers.
Overall, The Drama Captain is a showcase of Papoose's confidence and bravado. He presents himself as a figure with power and influence, someone who is not to be underestimated or crossed.
Line by Line Meaning
I spot the ratchet - got the habbit, got to have it
I see the gun - I'm addicted to it, I need to acquire it
Cop the ratchet, lots of clackin', cock it back and watch the action
Get the gun, shoot it repeatedly, watch the impact it has
Now that I got the 'matic: glock for static, lot could happen
Now that I have the gun, there could be trouble
Pop his attic, knock his back in, lots of laughin' while i'm blastin'
Shoot and kill someone, have fun while doing it
Blowin' a proper 'matic, stronger passin', larger lavish,
Firing the gun powerfully and ruthlessly, living an extravagant lifestyle
strong attraction, bars of passion, cause the cat for walkin' rapid
Attracting attention with my passion for rap, walking quickly
off the cat take off his jacket, warm him back, get off the track
Take someone's clothes, make them feel at home, get out of trouble
he gon attack, get stronger tactics, off the fag, get off the savage
He will attack, get more strategic, stop being weak and become more aggressive
far from average, lost in package, llama strappin', dollar stackin', drama captain
Exceptional, skilled at dealing with drugs, armed with a gun, making money, controlling the drama
gimme the parkway, I give you a drive in rage
Let me drive fast on the highway, make someone angry
one hand on the steering wheel - other hand on the gauge
One hand driving, the other holding a gun
I got the man in my mirror, can't stand as a slave,
I see myself in the mirror, can't tolerate being a follower
I coulda stayed as a coward, but I ran cause i'm brave
I could've been a coward, but I chose to be brave and run away
gimme the Van Wick, show you why they call us the damn whip
Give me the freeway, I'll show you how fast we can drive
reverse where? burn gears: I can't stand sticks
Reverse? No way, I don't drive stick shift
everytime i make a sharp turn, my hands slip
Every time I turn sharply, my grip slips
my palms sweat and I can't grip
My hands get sweaty and I can't hold onto things
you keep talkin' 'bout your man rich,
You keep bragging about your wealthy friend
man, shit, you and your man bitch
You and your friend are useless
I got enough bread to put you in a sandwich
I have enough money to control and manipulate you
cause if the king is unroyal i'm stripping his throne
If the ruler is unworthy, I'll take away his power
street smarts is solid: got a wisdom of stone
I have strong street intelligence, my wisdom is rock solid
click on me, I click back, who you clickin' on homes?
If you mess with me, I'll mess with you, who are you messing with?
i stick my gun up your ass, have you sittin' on chrome
I'll put my gun up your backside, have you sitting in a wheelchair
don't give me nothin' on consignment - you gon get jerked
Don't give me anything to sell on commission - I'll cheat you
i'd rather flip on you before I flip some work
I'd rather betray you before I betray my gang
i'm from dirty down the hill, where them clicks get murked
I'm from the dangerous part of town where gang members get killed
block lovers kill clicks for turf
Gang members kill each other for territory
I spit proper grammar, yall niggas spit prop-a-ganda
I rap correctly, you guys spread lies
politics sharp enough to ox the chancellor
My political knowledge is powerful enough to overthrow the leader
you handlin', I rock with handlers
You are in control, I'm with people who are in control
cause you'll never cock to scare us if you'on cock to blam us
If you have a gun and you're not trying to scare us, then you're trying to shoot us
we fuck hustlas plots and plans up
We ruin the hustlers' schemes
flooded blocks with samplers, took it to the top with scramblers
We brought drugs to the neighborhood and made it successful with our tactics
yo I gotta stick dice game and search the socks of gamblers
I have to cheat in the dice game and search the gamblers for money
my kids need a box of pampers
My children need diapers
yall never put in work, throwin' blocks and clans up
You guys have never worked hard, just throwing around names and gangs
burn flags and pop bandanas
Burn flags of the rival gang and wear their bandanas
and since them niggas on my block got bananas,
Since those gang members on my block are crazy
nine milli'll shoot like a video shoot - cock and camera
The gun will shoot as if it's in a movie scene - ready and aimed
strong call bad nerves ducking cops with handcuffs
The situation is intense, my nerves are bad, and we're trying to avoid cops with handcuffs
everyday he smoke a whole box of cancer
Every day he smokes a lot of cigarettes, which can cause cancer
question my gangsta like I'on got the answer
Don't question my courage, I have the answer
i'll bring it to your top commander
I'll go to the leader of your gang and challenge them
if i catch you in the club dancing, i'ma cock the hammer,
If I see you dancing at the club, I'll get my gun ready
knock your top off and turn you to a topless dancer
I'll shoot your head off and make you a headless dancer
before these record labels ain't know where my fam stood
Before record labels didn't recognize my family's position
now I got more labels on me than canned goods
Now I have more record labels interested in me than there are canned goods
pop off on me - I wish you and your man would,
Try to mess with me - I want you and your friend to try
Papoose stay with a razor like manhood
I always carry a razor blade
Jim Jones said i'm a beast - it did a lot for me
Jim Jones praised my rapping, it helped my career
Sunny said she love my hustle - made it hot for me
Sunny liked my dedication, it caused me to become popular
blowin' up in London man, it's about to pop for me
Becoming famous in London, things are going well for me
Kiss said he got 16 bars on cock for me
Jadakiss said he has a rap verse ready for me
the whole Rikers Island ready to swing a ox for me
The entire Rikers Island prison is willing to fight for me
Kay Slay they can't hold me - hit a shot for me
DJ Kay Slay supports me, get a picture with him for me
Contributed by Lucas B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
ants84
ill as fuck. this guy could save REAL hip hop for the mainstream. Best MC i've heard come around in over 10 years.
A1rPun
Thank you for the lyrics!! :D
GoodPaper
this was my first pap album back in like 04
methodr999
"dudes talk with alot of bass in they voice thats why i carry a equalizer" damn.
nick k
ID LOVE TO SEE A PAPOOSE EMINEM COLLABO
melvin genao
papoose is tha king man.
dandeville81
there will never be a papoose in the south, you can tell he's east coast all day, I'm on the east coast and we work and talk faster than down south niggas, pap is fast and technical everyone down south is on some lean laid back talkin all slow and shit, never be a southern wu tang or nothin like that
A1rPun
bloody war, born to win, i get gully, hail mary.. just to name a few
chychy1
this papoose is good not the new shit he makin
nick k
@bugati666 word, that shit is CLASSIC