| Song | Comprehend |
| Artist | Pete Rock |
| Album | NY's Finest |
| 作曲 : Papoose, Rock | |
| (feat. Papoose) | |
| [Chorus: Pete Rock] | |
| If the world comprehended at the same level all sense would be common | |
| Some will late bloom some have impecable timing, I said I did it with precision | |
| And please don't try to duplicate this rendition [x2] | |
| [Papoose:] | |
| I'm the mixtape artist of the year, hip hop quotable of the month | |
| I'm the DVD most promotional on the front | |
| Most call me Papoose, you could call me | |
| What you want every Thursday, the Drama Hour | |
| I opened up when that storm hit the south and New Orleans sunk | |
| Me and Kanye the only MC's who spoke up | |
| Taught you how to play monopoly, rise from the streets | |
| Who am I? I'm the hip hop police - they was undercover | |
| But I made them look obvious now they some lost souls | |
| They souls is bodyless from chest to hustle hard | |
| You heard that track? (I heard that) | |
| God damnit I brought Green Lantern back | |
| I'm the female rapper's favorite male rapper | |
| Dropped 10 mixtapes, I gave y'all chapters | |
| Say my name when you sneeze, Pap it's a blessing | |
| And honor to be in this session Pete Rock is a legend | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| [Papoose:] | |
| I'm the callin' the stress of a guns melancholy | |
| High watchin' the judge objectify me | |
| I ever get wet I'm hopin' the sunset will dry me | |
| Real thugs will come clever wisely, I was always ahead of myself | |
| So now I'm one step behind me | |
| When it comes to thoroughcation my son's reppin' lively | |
| Even momma's boy carry they guns next to mommy | |
| They got jails with more sales than omni | |
| These funny dogs say money talks | |
| None of my funds never polly, copt one lick shot | |
| None of my tongues never tie me | |
| Shotgun gun shots spread when they plunge from the shotty | |
| I doubt if the suns ever try me | |
| Cause all my niggas got bodies on they guns | |
| Guns on they bodies | |
| These hard punks want what they battery charged up | |
| Claim they got big balls yet they really large cunts | |
| Since it's everyday war when I spark up | |
| I mix the green weed with brown & smoke a camoflauge blunt | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| "Now put that in your pipe and smoke it! " |
| zuò qǔ : Papoose, Rock | |
| feat. Papoose | |
| Chorus: Pete Rock | |
| If the world comprehended at the same level all sense would be common | |
| Some will late bloom some have impecable timing, I said I did it with precision | |
| And please don' t try to duplicate this rendition x2 | |
| Papoose: | |
| I' m the mixtape artist of the year, hip hop quotable of the month | |
| I' m the DVD most promotional on the front | |
| Most call me Papoose, you could call me | |
| What you want every Thursday, the Drama Hour | |
| I opened up when that storm hit the south and New Orleans sunk | |
| Me and Kanye the only MC' s who spoke up | |
| Taught you how to play monopoly, rise from the streets | |
| Who am I? I' m the hip hop police they was undercover | |
| But I made them look obvious now they some lost souls | |
| They souls is bodyless from chest to hustle hard | |
| You heard that track? I heard that | |
| God damnit I brought Green Lantern back | |
| I' m the female rapper' s favorite male rapper | |
| Dropped 10 mixtapes, I gave y' all chapters | |
| Say my name when you sneeze, Pap it' s a blessing | |
| And honor to be in this session Pete Rock is a legend | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Papoose: | |
| I' m the callin' the stress of a guns melancholy | |
| High watchin' the judge objectify me | |
| I ever get wet I' m hopin' the sunset will dry me | |
| Real thugs will come clever wisely, I was always ahead of myself | |
| So now I' m one step behind me | |
| When it comes to thoroughcation my son' s reppin' lively | |
| Even momma' s boy carry they guns next to mommy | |
| They got jails with more sales than omni | |
| These funny dogs say money talks | |
| None of my funds never polly, copt one lick shot | |
| None of my tongues never tie me | |
| Shotgun gun shots spread when they plunge from the shotty | |
| I doubt if the suns ever try me | |
| Cause all my niggas got bodies on they guns | |
| Guns on they bodies | |
| These hard punks want what they battery charged up | |
| Claim they got big balls yet they really large cunts | |
| Since it' s everyday war when I spark up | |
| I mix the green weed with brown smoke a camoflauge blunt | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| " Now put that in your pipe and smoke it! " |