Paroles
Ayo, catch this wordage bubonic plague
In your head, back, chest, arms, and legs
When I'm coming through, grab your cranium for alternatum, son
I faze subterranium
My subliminals mix with criminal chemicals
(Yo, Big Chuck, throw on some of that smooth shit, man)
Got more milky syllables
Chucky Thompson, Keith Omar Murray, Nashiem Sa-Allah Myrick, Sean Combs
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