The Beginning Lyrics - Papoose

[Verse 1: Papoose] 

I woke up in the morning with my dick in my hand 

Morning wood God damn 

Then I brush my teeth 

I take a shower, then I eat and hit the spot 

Put on a fresh new fit 

Now I'm fly walking with a bop 

Grab the wop 

Place it on my hip, never slip 

I heard you talking shit 

But when you answer have the same energy 

Don't answer if the call unknown 

Never Android I be on the iPhone 

I'm still the king of the underground 

Don't fuck around 

Gotta get rid of me if you want the crown 

Lotta styles 

Before release date I get the sneakers 

Used to weigh my work on a scale like a libra 

None of ya'll lames can fuck with Pap 

Call 'em savages and tell 'em that God's back 

I used to ride the train with a token 

Now I'm in the droptop 

You niggas see me how I'm rolling 

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[Chorus: Papoose] 

This is where New York city begins 

Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs 

Pot holes but we still ride rims 

Every borough got beef, we ain't got no friends 

Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens 

Doing pullups on a pole, we ain't got no gym 

Out of towners tell 'em come on in 

Lay 'em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim 

[Verse 2: Papoose] 

That Flex freestyle opened the door, I made an entrance 

Operation get hot again, my favorite mission 

The rappers at the top of the game afraid to listen 

Cause their entire discography just ain't convincing 

You mumble rappers ain't payed your dues, pay admission 

If you ain't got it just pay half, I pay the difference 

Gun game they play it nice, I play it wicked 

Niggas know I stay with the Smith like Jada Pinkett 

Sneaking niggas think just because they creeps 

They could outsmart real niggas, fuck they think 

I leave him laying in his wake on a Monday sleep 

For coming at me sideways on a oneway street 

Niggas think that cause they be working out that they could bitch cats 

You think you could stop a bullet with your six pack 

And I heard he be telling 

Man I ain't with that 

He work out and he snitch 

Guess that make him a gym rat 

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[Chorus: Papoose] 

This is where New York city begins 

Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs 

Pot holes but we still ride rims 

Every borough got beef, we ain't got no friends 

Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens 

Doing pullups on a pole, we ain't got no gym 

Out of towners tell 'em come on in 

Lay 'em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim