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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!

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Inheritance

 

Inheritance

(album: Art Ambidextrous - 2011)


Don't take away his inheritance
That's what he cries

So the Lord saw fit to save him
But not before this
And the night has shown 'nuff weakness
Landed him right here
A few moments of pleasure got him tied to the type of woman mama said be wise to
But he finally understands what Dr. King meant
That a man can't ride your back unless you've bent it

Stand up, man up, take care of your own
Though reduced to the weekends, he'll still fo' sho' show up
But it's sho' 'nuff [?] how something so sinful nine months later got you blissful and it ain't quite simple
And yeah homie, I get that
Like how you tell your daughter that's what you think of her mama
But he can't stand the sight of her, in court fighting her
Frightened, losing bad, judge think he lying
He like "I am not them, not a statistic, I am desperate, please don't take away my inheritance"
Cried

And he sees her in the rearview, waving 'til he's gone
Turns left at the corner and he cries the whole ride home
Home... if you can call it that
He misses her laughter
And it shakes him to the core like the pound of the gavel
And life is just killing time 'til Friday 3PM, mama comes late
'Cause she don't wanna see him
She speaks so I'll of him
"That boy ain't no good, he grew up in Lynwood, he'll always be so good"

But none of that matters 'cause it's daddy's time
Let's shake the spot just for us, God
Please stop the clock
Hold every moment with him
'Cause quite literally, it could be his last one
Lord, what has he become?

He like "She doesn't deserve this and I hope I don't look nervous, She'll soon be a teenager and I'll be on her nerves then"
But until then, he'll hold in the pain of being desperate

Please don't take away his inheritance
That's what he cries
That's what we cry

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