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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Night Lovell

MURDER RATE

 

MURDER RATE

(album: GOODNIGHT LOVELL - 2019)


Ginseng

OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit

Want my bread, I got plenty so they want me dead
I'm the best, all these niggas tryna break my neck
As I said, you my fire bitch, inside my bed
I won't rest 'til these niggas fill my brain with lead
As a prince, I like showing all my diamonds dance
Peep my stance, all you pussies tryna catch a glance
She said, "What you sipping on? I want some in my glass"
Sorry, baby, I can't share this if you got no ass

It's cool, if you hate me, bitch
Got you crying like a motherfucking baby, bitch
How the fuck you thought you was gon' be my lady, bitch?
If you talking 'bout you tryna have a baby, bitch
I ain't a fool, you can't play me, bitch
Want my digits, you gon' have to fucking pay me, bitch
Now she tryna tell me that she want a fucking pic
Only take a pic if shawty down to suck some dick

Most you niggas acting like you kinda scared of me
Got you shaking 'cause you never got ahead of me
All the shit ain't really what it all appear to be
Stop the talking, pussy, all you niggas mini me's
Your baby texting me like "Can you book a telly please?"
I don't hesitate to give you all these luxuries
Got these niggas talking and these bitches on they knees
Want you motherfuckers off my dick, pretty please, yeah I say

Yo, say word, it's you, fam
Yo, I've been looking for you everywhere
Tell me how it's a been a crazy couple years since you dropped the album or whatever
But, yo, it's time for you to regain your throne, mans are acting soft and silly out here fam

OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit
OT shit, OT shit

done

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