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Prophet Posse, the Posse,
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,

It's time
Lord Infamous'
It just ain't
My actions are even more shocking and

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

Well it's time for them Prophets, no turning trick
Ah, you fucked up with the kind
Ghetto boo, bitch at yo ass
over 97 this Mrs. Gangsta, bitch
Married to this damn Prophet

Watch, how I pull bitches
And you know the scareman's blastin' hit yo' feelin's
Nigga, be damned if I'm gon' miss you
Gaurds of task, so you react
'Cause the Prophets are sprayin' gats when I blast
I blast, them niggas on they back

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

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 nigga that you love to hate
in the north
Is where I stay, the one Juicy J
I ya dogs an chop you away

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

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

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

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

incredible, incredible from the car
To the block in the motherfuckin'
Cheefin' in a
When I'm a line, I rhyme, every god damn time

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

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

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

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