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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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Sean Price

The Backpack Song

 

The Backpack Song


Ayyo
It's all about weed, stacks, and guns
Deep raps and guns
Everything always lead back to guns
Niggaz talk hip hop all the time
Throw a clip in they glock
And make ya hip hop with the nine
Sean is a savage
Gun da grimey crunchy and stuff
Probably, dine on swine if I'm hungry enough
Please! whatever is good
Is whatever that's hood
Come through with a new whip,
Leather and wood
Niggaz like, "where the backpack sean?"
Don't worry about it
Just back the fuck up, fore I clap that cross
Niggaz, sound the same
They ain't nothing they lame
So I cut my dreads off and used my government name (P!)
Yeah, that's my word to enlighten
You not peepin my words
You herds is deserving my fire
Fuck around and get popped in the grill
I'm outta here
But ya'll motherfuckers know there ain't no stoppin until

It goes

Tell them hoes, tell your moms, tell ya son
Ruck be f-cutting 151
Hottest bag poppin since rap magazines
Big guns and shit, extra magazines

Tell them hoes, tell your moms, tell ya son
Ruck be f-cutting 151
Hottest bag poppin since rap magazines
Big guns and shit, extra magazines

done

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