Production Murder, Pt 1 - Papoose

Don’t make me put the beats on you

I’ll put the beats on you

Make me put the beats on you

I’ll put the beats on you

Make me put the beats on you

I’ll put the beats on you

Make me put the beats on you

Why do they think producers in Hip-Hop are our scholars?

Large is a professor, Dr. Dre is a doctor

We conquered fashion, yet they ask can he dress?

But when they see me in that drip, they say man, he fresh

If you don’t think we’re out of this world, then you the next fool

Cause Pharrell ain’t from this planet, he from Neptune

Keep a swiss army knife, my girl used to wear K-Swiss

How many different ways can I flip it to say Swiss?

When Swizz put the beats on you, he gon' leave you swiss

Cause when he Just Blaze the target, I don’t think Al commits

Looking west like Kanye, let off shooting

Keep the Tri-State and Metro Boomin

I don’t know why they call him Timbaland but them beats blast

He might be named after a boot cause them beats put a foot in your ass (damn)

When I say Preemo, I ain’t speaking spanish

DJ Premier, living legend, doing damage

Start learning from Erick Sermon, cause that guy gon' teach

If you refuse, then that’s the reason you got no meat

You never had a Havoc track, I guess you’re not so street

You never heard a beat knocking 'til you rock with Pete

If you don’t know that Tip got heat, it ain’t my fault

Clean out your ears with a Q-Tip, peace to Scott Storch

All of my dogs is rottweilers, they go hard

Get bucked wild like the RZA, peace to the gods