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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!

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

We find songs that we have already heard.

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Prophets With Profit

 

Prophets With Profit

(album: Give Em Hell - 2014)


*Damn Brandon*
[Intro]
Lotta niggas wanna hate on me, Whats the reason? Nigga who knows..see I'm focused on the wrong shit we just gonna knock the new door, we just running out the new door, preaching prophets I'm just preaching prophets, need my dollars like crefelo, need my dollars like crefelo


[Verse]
Eh, aye
Okay I smoke, I lean, I like smelling a motherfucking plate, invite her to my room okay now that's a dinner date, sometimes I sit and wonder why these pussy niggas hate, then I look inna mirror I'm reminded by my face, tried to take a shit, I fucked up the count so I called her over cause I don't like to count it, I said that ass astounding, I said that mouth astounded, I tell you where I found her, fuck that fuck that fuck that, tell me where that money, I need that need that need that, Happy birthday Mack, I just bought that boy a Mac, It hold 50 shots, but no need to talk bout that, I had to clean the image so I can make some extra rice, I'm talking racks on rack on racks on racks on rack, I really need them M's cause I ain't satisfied with stacks, I had to put her out cause I wasn't satisfied with that, I rather make U guessed it! I rather count U guessed it! Yo flaw is evident, my flow is heaven sent, They run up on a nigga Man-Man leave em' heaven sent, All these niggas ill I know they going to hell for fucking round with prophets with all that fucking profit

[Hook]
Imma Prophet a fuckin prophet with all this profit[x2]
We gon profit cause imma prophet just like Moses he a Prophet, see Key! a prophet yes Imma prophet

done

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