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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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Skeme

Bullets

 

Bullets

(album: Ingleworld - 2013)


[Verse 1:]
See I don't fuck with sucka nigga's
Cause that shit get on my nerves
Fuck your trap, I'm paid off rap
Might make a million off of words
Hopping straight from off the curb
Filling clips and chopping birds
And I'm still with all the shit, we give a fuck what nigga's heard
Ask around about the dude, they say they know I'm the shit
Keep a four ounce in my soda, keep your ho on my dick
I just might say fuck this rappin, might go hit me a lick
And if my money getting low, we might give yo dough a kick

[Hook:]
Cause I got partners who pimping, I got homies who flocking
I got killers who knocking on shit, if we got a problem
So you best pick your battles, nigga snakes with no rattles
Tell a bitch I want that tail, as long as mommy no tattle
See, she might be with you, but that bitch likes me
I'm the people's champ ho, I'm on that rocking my beat
First comes the money, then comes the pussy
Then come them haters, but here come them bullets

[Verse 2:]
See I don't fuck with police's, on my nephews and neices
Drug dealer designer, like all my shit with no creases
I know nigga's be hating, bout' the money I'm making
Success stressing me out, won't understand til you make it
Fuck her once, no date
She get nothing but the basics
I got thots, all races, I swear to God we not racist
All I need is the fortune, bitch I been street famous
Everybody love me, I feel like I'm Raymond
Everybody know the dude, gotta be a square if you don't
I hear nigga's wanna knock me off, but nigga we know that you won't
I told that bitch to call my Crooked, but she keeps saying Daddy
Give that ass a high-five, and tell her throw it back at me

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
These nigga's pussy, I can sniff it
I can snort it, this beat retarted
Hey, who that nigga be? Question rhetoric
My whip a foreign, You roll imported
I'm hearing voices in my head, let's just record it
Hey I got money, how I got it? ain't important
This shit is nothing, these nigga's fronting
I'm making hits around this bitch, you nigga's bunting (I'm out the park)
It's one take and this thing ain't punching
Got Boi-1da on the beat, this shit a lunching
One take in this bitch and I ain't punching
My stacks tall, you nigga's pockets on munchkin

[Hook]

done

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