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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,
Posse, the Posse, bitch

It's Mafia
Infamous' mind
It just stable
My are even more shocking and dockin'

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

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

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

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

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,

It's that nigga that you love to
in the north
Is where I stay, the one notorious J
I fold ya an chop you away

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

There's no game that play
With your niggas
Say, your ganna say
But a nigga will you

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

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

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

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

We moves in this rap industry like a magician
A legion of neighborhood niggas on a
For paper, project, my lyrics like a virgin
My lips ignite the mic, they get hype
When I'm

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