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{Man1:
you think they have any idea you think know were coming
{Man2:
those people are paranoid they figure somebody's
they just don't when
{Man1:
I don't know my gut says have no idea

{played in background throughout various of song}
singing}
yo se yo se
yo se lo que pa' me
yo se yo se
yo se lo que pa' me
I I know
I know you got for me
I know I
I what you got for me
[Prophet Posse: mafia mafia ya]

Infamous}
you hit the corner quick as slipped in the puddle and you fell
I stepped over your shoulders then I rough your bells
the Zima's on the rims are yelling are hella rough
I'm coming hit man style and leave your filled with slugs
motherfuck watch I huff I puff wet you up
the mourners gumming on Coke and Rum doing devil stuff
Kaiser Tear da Club up Thugs I yell it out loud
Scarecrow I keep ganja smoke out my mouth

another war kamikazes drop them onto the shore
I there were no more
enemy Three 6 me and Crunchy they click
so on the train in the rain Scans for you man
when I get ya extracts brain and wash your down the drain
so blast my words hit you harder than a gun
six-thousand sounds of weighing more than a ton
so why would you wanna run mouth and have some anna
your questions all ask about my baby

{Crunchy
no cries in my life there's no games that I wont play
there no hoe up in me nigga bitch get out my fucking way
nigga I rob I steal nigga I put your body in a field
Three 6 Mafia Prophet the
still coming up trying to kick this real

Knicca}
chrome it be's your friend and now its me they want me
rid all my head let suffering take me from bondage
why must I emphasis a guy can be waiting
Satan he holds my hand oh I hope your listening
come on in let me you on a ride (on a ride)
inside I to realize (realize)
is the holding cell of Koopsta ain't no changing it
I'm dead bolt be dead before more suffering sets in sets in

J}
there be when you see me (when you see me)
call me or your very closest enemy (closest enemy)
there no flodging cause these Memphis niggas snort p (yeah they snort p)
and drink that motherfucking and smoke weed (smoke weed)
yeah I'm fool that's everlasting like the M-O-B (M-O-B)
and I'm that fool that's quick to blast if you fuck me
(if you fuck me fool)
and if you ask me where I'm I'll tell you Evergreen (dope niggas Evergreen)
and if you ask me why I slum its just the look in me (yeah right)

{MC

I'm Kaze up in my changer getting high yo from the sounds
Juice and DJ lace the track we up foe trick not down
thinking of lyrics from the past I'm making pay the cost
since we ain't taking any kind of lost I be MC Mack the boss
with the Killa Klan Kaze to ride and do what need to be done
(you the business)
the Triple Six Mafia and Prophet
leave more heat than the sun
I'll be done in a therefore you act as if we gotta attack em
the conclusion from all this shit
I really don't know I guess watch out for it

{DJ
[in background: Pat: P-R-O-P-H-E-T Posse]
[in background: DJ who we be]
arresting you I got head on yall holler that I'm dead wrong
shoot out before I make it some split a nigga dome
got shit to make your hood battle
yall hoes ain't an Uzi's arrow
dusk to dawn leaving bodies numb with my gun
shoot I'll tell ya I's on that Prophet Posse with me hoe
or with Tear da Club up Thugs like a GI Joe
up to the sissy nigga where nothing can save him
now sit back and let this 12 inch gauge in

{Project
automatic gunfire your time to die left you in a coma
fucking off with in these streets got you causing drama
marijuana feels my congregation affiliation
the wrong click of motherfuckers got annihilation
on your program the man with the master plot
up out the pen once again with the mask and glock
shot you blank range feeling strange put that ass in shock
got an answer for you bitches Posse closing shop

{Gangsta
nigga what whatcha whatcha wanna do
with your pussy ass crew trying to get a of Boo
I be the one to bring the pain the rain on a sunny day
smiling in face mean mug it with a pistol play
know you bitches out to hate me I'm explanatory
I'll you wet like a fat pussy in an orgy
snatch your soul I'm the cold that's in the winters hoe
mess me you die you cant tango with my .44
drinking on some Henn and some V and P it be in me bitch
smoking on some 100% it be fire bitch
what you trying to do I done did it baby
if you wanna rumble get your ass up don't be a baby
plain as it may be we done talked around each one of your
ask my brother Eric he be witnessing he ain't seen
but she bother no one she be Mrs. Lady claiming clout
on ass we'll make a test to blast what they talking bout

Pat (DJ Paul)}
P-R-O-P-H-E-T
(Who we be) x8
hoe (haha)

Posse}
mafia mafia ya (*repeat til fade*)