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letra de ceremony/evident - lesoul

(lesoul)

tell me how the f-ck you feeling ?
blood on your teeth for talking that sh-t
thought i wasn’t gonna notice now you got it wrong b-tch
wannabe rappers just wanna diss me
all you really gonna do is p-ss meeee off

(lesoul)
real rap sh-t
b-tch f-ck off
those j’s are just knockoffs
let me pause, for a minute
this society made me a menace
f-ck your grills go see a dentist
burn your sh-t after i finish
came to diminish
don’t dare to touch me, like i was asap’s raf simons
they say when they find me they will crucify
motherf-cker ain’t doing sh-t don’t you f-cking lie to me
atheist then realize i’m a god
looked at the potential in awed
mexican but i won’t cut your lawn

(yung majestik)
f-ck your b-tch via wifi
she a suck the d-ck
like a drive by
nut on her
like a high five
take a bitxh to eat
like five guys
i just eat the kitty
got nine lives
like i’m captain morgan
i’m a fly guy
burn a n-gg- quicker than sum dry rice
i be sipping saki
like dry ice
that’s a burner
turn him to a learner
she i’ll suck the d-ck and it don’t concern her
took her to the church
and taught her all my sermons
like i’m sipping bourbon
k!lling likes it’s certain
feeling like i’m remy, yeah i got the ma’s , ship him to the stars, leave his -ss on mars, body on a body
like i caught a charge
base base b-mping
f-k her
leave her starved
i don’t need -ss-ssins
b-tch i am the boss, case like ross
leave a n-gg- scarred

(lesoul)
b-tch i’m the zenith
you the apprentice
boy you can print this but you can’t do it like this
higher level underground records making you look like a rapping b-tch
you spit on the culture i spit on your face
you f-cking vatos are all a disgrace
thinking you spitting knowledge but
(yung majestik) don’t you say my name in vain

(lesoul)

walk up to this b-tch boy
saying he will destroy us
he be acting sus
he be talking cuz but last week he was claiming to be a blood
you fugazi and you just got bust
i know real g-ngb-ngers that will give you a lesson
i know royalty make you feel like a peasant
see this middle finger motherf-cker this your present
kneel down don’t you disrespect the presence
leking is the besant this music is omnipresent listen
motherf-cker you can’t compete
and the day we meet is the day we meet and the day we meet is the day well see
if you’re really the sh-t, if you really bout it
if you really make bank, honestly i doubt it
motherf-cker i ain’t hating i’m just making it clear
that you f-ckboys ain’t welcome around here
we walk round here like we got no fear
you should with deaf row cause you b-tches can’t hear

(yung majestik)

semi automatic split his body like a twin , n-gg-s hating on me,like i was invader zim, living like a sim, guess i stay above the rim , leave the body in a ditch , it’ll make his momma cringe , everyday i gotta sin, i don’t care if imma win, two shots, two shots , like i’m shooting in the gym , dizzy , sipping on the gin, loose cannon in the mix, pouring acid in the tub, guess he scared to f-k with this, slit wrist, slit wrist, imma see if they forget , even if a n-gg- die, this a name they won’t forget , it’s majestik , this a hit , slang drugs like mist, went ghost in the crib , too dope to quit , he shot my fam, now i k!ll his kids , no emotions for the bitxh, real sh-t , real sh-t, if i drop two tapes , they be hopping on my d-ck, say i’m acting like a script , imma pop him like a cist, real simple looking b-tch, she like chicken and sum shrimp, cause she edible as sh-t, no friends , just bars, cause i’m eating up the rift , i k!lled him wit my fist, i f-ked a n-gg- b-tch, name taylor, i’m swift , this some sh-t they won’t forget , i did it once again

bitxh i’m the antidote, she suck like cannibal, voice is a mineral, mind intellectual, severed the head and vote, for me like texaco , not talking mexico, but i got treble vro, hand me the noose and i k!ll all the devils folks, mind is to heteral, she f-k , she s-xual

(lesoul)

i feel like is evident there is enough evidence you little wannabes don’t wanna f-ck with this
you be getting p-ss cause you can’t do it like this
throwing little tantrum like a little b-tch
bro can we make a song with you ? hmm, no little you hoe i got better things to do
many of you want to call me your producer
i was selling you the beats i never gave them to you
now you call me an -sshole just cause of your struggle now you rapping mumble homie what a h-ssle
looks like to me like you got personal issue
oh don’t you cry little homie here’s a tissue
go head and feel cool with your mitsubishi
oh you leaving now? f-ck you i won’t miss you

- lesoul

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