Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Prophet Posse lyrics

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Prophet Posse  the Posse bitch

 (Scarecrow)
 It's mafia time
 Lord Infamous' mind
 It just ain't stable
 My actions are even more shocking and dockin'
 Than murder between Kane and Abel
 So stick 'em up
 Everybody catch the ground
 Cause I come from the city of Memphis
 It's a rowdy town

 (Gangsta Boo)
 Well it's time for them Prophets
 Ain't no turning trick
 Ah  you fucked up with the wrong kind
 Ghetto Boo bitch
 Comin' at yo ass
 Takin' over 97 this Mrs. Gangsta bitch
 Married to this damn Prophet shit

 (Scanman)
 Watch how i pull these bitches
 And you know the scareman's blastin' teflon's hit yo' feelin's
 Nigga, I'll be damned if I'm gon' miss you
 Gaurds of task, so you best react
 Cause the Prophets are sprayin' motherfuckin' gats when I blast
 When I blast
 Them niggas on they back

 (DJ Paul)
 Excuse me sir
 Can i get that card or that drivers' license
 I need some two scoops
 But not the raisin' of the wisest
 Nicest, the feel of my body gets conset like Tyson
 Roll them dices
 Killin' my brain cells
 But fuck it
 We sacrificin' blow that shit

 Chorus x7

 (Juicy J)
 It's that nigga that you love to hate
 Deep in the north
 Is where I stay, the one notorious Juicy J
 I fold ya dogs an chop you away
 And get real high to this hear track
 Buck wild as hell is how we act
 The Prophet Posse is on the attack
 So what you haters watch your back

 (Crunchy Blac)
 There's no game that I'll play
 With your bullshit niggas
 Say what your ganna say
 But a nigga will kill you
 If you disrespect
 Then nigga you'll feel me
 And I dwell in hell
 Catch a nigga like, feel me



 (Indo G)
 Some of these niggas on that doe
 Some of these niggas on that hay
 What you say, what you say hoe
 Negro Indo crackin' them swishers daily
 It's incredible, incredible, from the car
 To the block in the motherfuckin' ghetto
 Cheefin' in a meadow
 When I'm kickin' a line, I rhyme, every god damn time

 (K-Roc)
 Niggas that come to me (??) attention
 Brothers and Prophet the Posse
 Cause the Killa Roc and never stoppin' roll in a Viper
 Niggas that like to be droppin' (droppin')
 Juicy with the two nine, Paul with the forty
 Motherfuckers on a paperchas, yeah
 Killa from Three 6, K-Roc don't play
 Don't play with me baby

 (Project Pat)
 We makn' moves in this rap industry
 Like a magician
 A legion of neighborhood niggas on a mission
 For paper, project, my lyrics tight
 Like a virgin
 My lips ignite the mic, cause they get hype
 When I'm cussin'

 Chorus x5
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Author: Patrick Houston, Tobian Tools, Darnell Carlton, Jordan Houston, Lola Mitchell, Paul Beauregard, Ricky Dunigan

Composer: ?

Publisher: Hypnotize Minds, Relativity

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

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