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

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

It's Mafia
Infamous' mind
It just stable
My actions are even more shocking and

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

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

Watch, how I pull these
And you know the scareman's blastin' teflon's hit yo'
Nigga, I'll be if I'm gon' miss you
of task, so you best react
'Cause the are sprayin' motherfuckin' gats when I blast
When I blast, them niggas on they

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

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

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

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

And get high to this hear track
wild as hell is how we act
The Prophet is on the attack
So what you watch your back

no game that I'll play
With bullshit niggas
Say, what your say
But a nigga will you

If you
Then nigga feel me
And I in hell
Catch a nigga like, me

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

It's incredible, from the car
To the block in the motherfuckin'
in a meadow
When I'm kickin' a line, I rhyme, god damn time

Niggas that come to me [unverified]
and Prophet, the Posse
'Cause the Killa Roc and stoppin' roll in a Viper
Niggas like to be droppin'
(Droppin')

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

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

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