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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
Prophet Posse, the Posse,

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

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

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

Watch, how I these bitches
And you know the scareman's blastin' hit yo' feelin's
Nigga, I'll be damned if I'm miss you
Gaurds of task, so you best
'Cause the Prophets are sprayin' motherfuckin' gats I blast
When I blast, them niggas on back

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

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

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

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

And get real to this hear track
wild as hell is how we act
The Prophet Posse is on the
So what you haters your back

There's no game that play
With your bullshit
Say, what your say
But a nigga will you

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

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

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

Niggas come to me [unverified] attention
Brothers and Prophet, the
'Cause the Killa Roc and never stoppin' roll in a
Niggas like to be droppin'
(Droppin')

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

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

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