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letra de laryngitis - hugh lee

[hook: hugh lee]
i’m feelin’ it, every time i spit a bar these n-ggas stealing it
sell out shows like a movie that got will in it.
this track hot like i went and dropped a pill in it
i’m k!lling it, i’m feeling it

[verse 1: hugh lee]
shout out to that man hov man i had to use this
take a track and beat it down that’s how i abuse this
came from the bottom, but i never made excuses
i just worked my -ss off and used my struggles as my muses
these haters act like dandruff, cause they really flakin’
but i’m skiing on they -ss, david willis skating
they want beef, but i don’t deal with the steaking
i just keep my mind focused and keep bringing home the bacon
even if it ain’t sunny, man i ain’t complain’
even with laryngitis, y’all can hear me eddie kangin’
even if i’m going down bet you feel my sw-ngin’
and bet i bounce right back like i’m rubber bangin’
i hope you hear me coming like i’m david ruffin
my lyrics seep inside ya pores like some robitussin
then they leaking out ya mouth i can see it gushin’
panic bleeding through ya veins i can see you blushin’, uh

[hook: hugh lee]
i’m feelin’ it, every time i spit a bar these n-ggas stealing it
sell out shows like a movie that got will in it
this track hot like i went and dropped a pill in it
i’m k!lling it, i’m feeling it

[verse 2: hugh lee]
like i snorted a line
sitting in a place resemble that of angel pine
chilling with a girl raykeea wilson angel fine
i’m with a dime then she drops like i commit a crime
then on to a twinkie like it’s blue hill ave
you can chuckle from my lyrics, but this ain’t a laugh
this kinda contradicts my other track, “don’t tune me out”
i ain’t got time for that the schedule will soon be out
ya girl scream “i’m feelin’ it,”
in so deep that hole in her heart i’m filling it
beat her kitten til it’s black and blue and teal and sh-t
when we done she tell me “d-mn, boy you k!lled it, chris.”
peta sue me for the way i go and use my peter
spit heat my tongue is powered by a sp-ce heater
you ain’t talking cash i ain’t got the time to meet ya
no cash you can’t even get a hook of feature
stupid queefer

- hugh lee

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