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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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Russ

Utah Freestyle

 

Utah Freestyle


Damn, this beat is crazy
Who made...? Oh, I did, haha
Let me just update

I've been balancing my chakras in the mountains out in Utah
I know I'm the greatest, that's the energy I move off
I don't even gotta play the game like Luol
To still get paid more than you all
I might buy a new loft just to entertain hoes
I rarely fuck with white chicks, but shout out to the Wayans bros
Every woman's beautiful, I'm just giving personal stats
A real boss, I fund it from my personal stash
I'ma touch a hundred million by thirty-five (No doubts)
And next year I'm going platinum like thirty times (Uh-huh)
And if my twenties told me anything (What?)
It's stay away from people who put money over everything
That's a liability, me and doubt severed the ties
I be talking to myself to get expert advice
Can't be stuck in the past and put my heart in a trance
When I stumble, I'm aware, that's just part of the dance
Prosperity, that's the clear visual, right?
Got my girl tapped into her spiritual side
I'm the G.O.A.T, I give people hope
I make people feel like they're rich when they're broke
I'm slitting rappers' throats, kill 'em all, fuck 'em (Fuck 'em)
If you don't show love 'til I'm dead you getting jumped, and
I'll be cheering them on from my casket (Ha)
Haven't seen a rapper who's talked shit that we gave a pass yet
Access, I still got the same as the major labels
They wait 'til you got a table, then they take the table
Through the speakers, I give life to the dreamers, so it's deeper
I don't got fans, I got believers
Put my face on t-shirt, I ain't even dead yet
Just made a hundred thousand, I ain't even leave my bed yet
Nothing went right, so I went left
To myself I said, "Yes," a B is in my head and my headrest
Women fall in love with me
Bosses know what's up with me
You don't gotta fuck with me, I fuck with me
Luckily I'm free, regardless if they mass-hated
Unlike most of these rappers who economically are castrated
'Cause y'all don't own your music, y'all don't have a fucking voice
'Til a promoter hires y'all, y'all are unemployed
Living check to check, that could never be me
Like Hov said, "Own your own or you can never be free," stupid
The level up is what y'all currently watching
Y'all are regional, me, I've been currency swapping
Y'all are seasonal, me, bitch, I'm currently popping
I got the power so you know at times the journey's exhausting
My bank accounts are fat, bastard
I'm a member of some gold and platinum plaques
I ain't lying, Matt Stafford
The bag snatcher, last laugher, ass slapper
Pressed a couple whack rappers
This game is full of backstabbers, not back scratchers
When my back itched, I had to use the wall and bounce back after
Riding in the Ghost, ask Casper
Model giving throat, she don't got a gag factor
The gas that I own could fill a whole grass pasture
My story isn't finished, this is not the last chapter
Your money's young, it's too short, dawg, you got a bad password
The devil's in disguise, can't use your eyes to unmask her
Gotta trust your gut, listen to your intuition
I'm the shit the game's missing, ya-dee, ya-dee
Y'all get it, ha

CHOMP 2 on the way, maybe I'll put this on there, I don't know
G.O.A.T (G.O.A.T)

done

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