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

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

Mafia time
Lord Infamous'
It just ain't
My actions are even more and dockin'

Than between Kane and Abel
So 'em up
Everybody the ground
'Cause I from the city of Memphis
It's a rowdy

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

Watch, how I pull 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 react
the Prophets are sprayin' motherfuckin' gats when I blast
When I blast, them niggas on back

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

Prophet Posse, the Posse,
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 that nigga you love to hate
in the north
Is where I stay, the one notorious J
I fold ya dogs an chop you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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