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Ceremonial Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Skitz
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Thomas Hatter
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Yung Skitz - Ceremonial Lyrics




Devil, give me back my f*cking soul
I wish that I still had it but it's already been sold
I wish that I could get out of my bed and find the scrolls
Instead I roll this blunt, yes the ganja getting rolled
Like
I don't give a f*ck about a f*cking motherf*cker or who they say try talk some shit
Boy I been on your ends, I 'ain't seen all your friends, can't f*ck with you 'cause you talk to pigs
Boy I been up again, had your b in my den, hit it one time, now the bitch stalking it
She be chilling with me, we in BS16 and we ten toes slow, that's walking it
Bitch

I will kill your f*cking family
I will kill them all and hang the bodies from a tree
I don't care about the karma that comes onto me
I wanna take the life of every motherf*cker that I f*cking see
Like
I don't wanna chill in the f*cking pasture
To reach this shit, I'm a f*cking master
My mama said she love me but I'm still a bastard
I'm doing them drugs, pussy, feel the rapture
You say you got that flow but you got no game
I spit them sentimental bars that goes right over your brain
And yeah, they label me a psycho and they may label me insane
All I'm sayin' is make sure you man stay in your little lane
Bitch
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English

Devil, give me back my f*cking soul
I wish that I still had it but it's already been sold
I wish that I could get out of my bed and find the scrolls
Instead I roll this blunt, yes the ganja getting rolled
Like
I don't give a f*ck about a f*cking motherf*cker or who they say try talk some shit
Boy I been on your ends, I 'ain't seen all your friends, can't f*ck with you 'cause you talk to pigs
Boy I been up again, had your b in my den, hit it one time, now the bitch stalking it
She be chilling with me, we in BS16 and we ten toes slow, that's walking it
Bitch

I will kill your f*cking family
I will kill them all and hang the bodies from a tree
I don't care about the karma that comes onto me
I wanna take the life of every motherf*cker that I f*cking see
Like
I don't wanna chill in the f*cking pasture
To reach this shit, I'm a f*cking master
My mama said she love me but I'm still a bastard
I'm doing them drugs, pussy, feel the rapture
You say you got that flow but you got no game
I spit them sentimental bars that goes right over your brain
And yeah, they label me a psycho and they may label me insane
All I'm sayin' is make sure you man stay in your little lane
Bitch
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Writer: Thomas Hatter
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