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

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

It's time
Lord Infamous'
It just stable
My actions are even more shocking and

murder between Kane and Abel
So 'em up
Everybody the ground
'Cause I come from the city of
a rowdy town

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

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

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

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 an chop you away

And get real high to this hear
Buck wild as is how we act
The Prophet is on the attack
So you haters watch your back

There's no game I'll play
With bullshit niggas
Say, what your say
But a will kill you

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

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

It's incredible, incredible the car
To the in the motherfuckin' ghetto
Cheefin' in a
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 that to be droppin'
(Droppin')

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

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

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