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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.

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Slaine

The Boulevard

 

The Boulevard

(album: A World With No Skies 2.0 - 2011)


[Intro:]
That's 2011 shit
Hip-Hop is still alive in the flesh
Emcees...
The fuck, man
I like that old bullshit
When the MCs came to live out the name
And to peform
Some had to snort cocaine to act insane
You wild Slaine, you wild, you wild

[Slaine:]
I was sort of sicko, I'm psycho, slightly insane
Stick a nickle bag right in the pipe, lighten the flame
Ditch a motherfucking cab, steal a bike in the rain
Wipe it out on the train tracks, I ain't right in my brain
Put the skull in the scully, put the bully in boulevard
Smoke koolies with Julie, suck me off 'til I'm fully hard
Blow a load and wipe it off then give it to Jenny
She can suck it soft for me, bust a nut with the semi
Any occasion I'm staying for days in a Days Inn
Cocaine and liquor and a bunch of Caucasian
Women who want food stamps and raising children
In project buildings they know my rhymes, it's amazing
The white trash king of the corner; the block bastard
You fucking has-been, you been dead you got blasted
I'm still alive I'm making history built
Like these bitches in the media, they're pissed at me still
I blacked out a couple years and ended up in the flesh
I ain't catch a case I bought mad new kicks and whips
Got two bank accounts and them shits is fat
Now I'm the mouse with the cheese 'cause I tricked the trap

[Blacastan:]
I'm in the tub stroking bitches like Fritz the Cat
Then the pigs busted in and tried to frisk me black
Like emcees is jumping out shoes and socks
Crowbars up the block giving niggas speed knocks
Now you're bleeding, leaking on your new outfit
Bragging 'bout your new kicks that ain't come out yet
You're just a fraud frying up swine and lard
You'll probably sin all week then go praise your Lord
Good luck, I hope you wash away your sins and such
Or make it through your bid without getting fucked up
Studio session, wrote a ill verse and I'm out
Human Centipede, shittle in your girlfriend mouth, what!

[Sean Price:]
The earth maker the earthquaker
The Doctor Killpatient is urgent to nurse pager
My fifth fire first, motherfucker the first blazer
Asiatic, black man, fan of Fantasia
Boot Camp Clik, Nike all of my life
Might ball up my fist, hit you with all of my might (Bow)
The story of Ricky
Wanted the dick and a fifth of this, horny as shit B
I might smack something from rapping, your rap's fronting
Goodnight and have something when clapping the gat hunting
Good will but I'm still the janitor
Smarter than all the rest but they scared to damage you, uh
I'm still insane, Bill and Slaine
Party over here, bitch, pills and 'caine
You a frat boy nigga and you're [?]
I'm a gat boy nigga, when it's drawn, I dare you (P.)
Body the great, three shotties to shake
Your foundation down in the first fucking place
Haha, worst case scenario:
Gun burst, break face, make you aerial

[ILL BILL:]
Yo, ILL BILL A.K.A Illmatic
Walking conspiracy like the HIV that didn't kill Magic
Bricks and Glocks, all white bottles is broken
Same shit that got Sean Price kicked out of La Coka
I be the next one to over-relapse, growing weed plants
With weed champs, LSD stamps, felony grams
Thousand-dollar lesbians dance, catch me in France
Showtime, counting plenty of cash, mentally am politic like the Kennedy clan
Whether we're in a tour bus or a van we'll forever be fanned
It's said work makes you free on the gates of Auschwitz
Same way 99% of y'all ain't about shit
I pull cards and call things as I see 'em
Fuck a glass house, put you in a glass mausoleum
Then jump in the mosh pit, my presence is like when Satan is conjured
Or better yet, like Slayer in concert

done

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