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Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch

Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Prophet Posse, the Posse,

It's Mafia
Infamous' mind
It ain't stable
My actions are even shocking and dockin'

Than between Kane and Abel
So 'em up
Everybody catch the
'Cause I come from the of Memphis
It's a town

it's time for them Prophets, ain't no turning trick
Ah, you fucked up with the kind
boo, bitch comin' at yo ass
Takin' over 97 Mrs. Gangsta, bitch
Married to this Prophet shit

Watch, how I these bitches
And you know the scareman's teflon's hit yo' feelin's
Nigga, I'll be damned if I'm gon' you
Gaurds of task, so you react
'Cause the Prophets are motherfuckin' gats when I blast
When I blast, them on they back

Excuse me sir, can I get that or that drivers' license?
I need some two scoops but not the of the wisest
Nicest, the feel of my body gets like Tyson
Roll them dices, killin' my brain
But fuck it, we sacrificin' blow that

Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,

Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,

It's that that you love to hate
Deep in the
Is where I stay, the one Juicy J
I fold ya dogs an chop you

And get real high to this track
Buck wild as is how we act
The Posse is on the attack
So what you haters your back

There's no that I'll play
With bullshit niggas
Say, what ganna say
But a nigga will you

If you
nigga you'll feel me
And I dwell in
Catch a nigga like, me

Some of these niggas on doe
Some of niggas on that hay
What you say, you say, hoe
Negro Indo crackin' them daily

It's incredible, incredible the car
To the block in the ghetto
Cheefin' in a
When I'm kickin' a line, I rhyme, every god damn

Niggas that come to me attention
and Prophet, the Posse
'Cause the Killa Roc and never stoppin' in a Viper
Niggas that to be droppin'
(Droppin')

Juicy with the two nine, Paul with the
on a paperchas, yeah
Killa Three 6, K-Roc, don't play
play with me baby

We moves in this rap industry like a magician
A legion of niggas on a mission
For paper, project, my lyrics tight a virgin
My lips the mic, cause they get hype
When I'm

Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,
Posse, the Posse, bitch
Prophet Posse, the Posse,