Artist: The Prophet Posse Album: Body Parts Song: Turn Into Killaz Typed by: Djwonders@hotmail.com Chorus x3 Black motherfucker Prophet posse my nigga Give that 45 (when the stereo'pumpin') Black motherfucker Prophet posse my nigga Is, is my sounds that be turnin't niggas into killers I kill kill kill (Prophet posse my nigga) I murder murder murder Hatas in my face Watch a nnigga hurt a 40 40 cal i pull out my big pocket (Prophet posse my nigga) I grab you by your neck I pull it out of socket Rang range range (Prophet posse my nigga) Wowa wowa wowa Give him this fuckin' tax Police pull me over But I blast on them hoes Cause I'm too fuckin' dangerous (Prophet posse my nigga) (Is, is if my sounds that be turnin' niggas into kilers) Get with the posse I thought you hoes could hang with us Killin' up you bitches is an easy task You fools can't last I'm bulletproof with mouse on that ass, I dash Through your mutherfucking crib Soon as I find where you live Flashlights in your face Robbery or murder case Roaming throught the motherfucking black a paneria Prophet is my posse I doubt you seem so scarier Plan to talk shit but the ain't nothin' but characters Hundred thousand dollar cars Now how you gone laugh at us Chorus x2 I said we turnin' into killers As soon as we step on the stage Before I grab the fuckin' mic I got the (??) I turn this up in the heart No need for somebody got I got the shit in control Even when a riot start We bout' to turn off the light We bout' to hit you with might We put put your (??) in the van And we gone spray in your life You fuckin' with the wrong click The 44 just got clicked I hope you listen to me (Is, is my sounds that be turnin' niggas into killers) Cause nigga creepin' up to shit, bitch hear here mr. mr. nigga creep I got to make my stays Think those niggas on the trek They just don't know what got arranged This shit is strange motherfucker It's my speed personalities Leavin bodies torn up just like the red barron sea Crack needs makin' blood gush Into blood pools It don't bother me because i specialize on killin' fools Open up my crazy house Can't you see my mind's gone Let me kick my light switch Oh shit, bloods blown Chorus x2 Yeah, god damn it ya'll know who brought up this motherfucking shit DJ motherfuckin' Paul I got my nigga nigga Creepin this motherfucker hard Prophet motherfuckin' posse Turn the motherfuckin' head biatch You all know the motherfuckers gone be in this thang The 9-1-11-79-8 It all look shit Tearin' theis motherfuckin shit off, tearin the club Niggga motherfucker fight Bring a motherucker (??) The whole motherfuckin' 9 hoe Black mother fucker prophet posse my nigga (Prophet pro-prophet pro-prophet posse my nigga) x7 (Is, is my sounds that be turnin' niggas into killers) x9