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

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

It's Mafia
Infamous' mind
It just ain't
My actions are more shocking and dockin'

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

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

Watch, how I pull these
And you know the blastin' teflon's hit yo' feelin's
Nigga, be damned if I'm gon' miss you
of task, so you best react
'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 that drivers'
I some two scoops but not the raisin' of the wisest
Nicest, the feel of my body gets conset Tyson
Roll them dices, my brain cells
But fuck it, we sacrificin' 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 that you love to hate
in the north
Is where I stay, the one notorious J
I fold ya dogs an you away

And get real to this hear track
Buck as hell is how we act
The Prophet is on the attack
So what you haters watch your

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

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

Some of these niggas on doe
of these niggas on that hay
What you say, 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 kickin' a line, I rhyme, every god damn

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

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

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

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