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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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Vince Staples

Fire

 

Fire

(album: Hell Can Wait - 2014)


School couldn't get me into Heaven
And Heaven couldn't get me in a bitch bed
Bred 11's that I stole on a house lick
Got them hoes, whole Polo outfits
Feeling like Young Dro, summertime '06
Thirteen years old running my home, ya bitch
Believe that, we was thugging on the back street
Catching cases, probably finna go to Hell anyway

[Hook 2x:]
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway
I'm probably finna go to Hell anyway

Them Yankee hats remind me of my younger days
Dog was a maniac
My momma had me where them babies having babies at
My knuckles ashy knocking niggas on they ass
For smacking, never lacking, road to riches is a path
Mothafucka watch your ass
And quick race, dawg, for when cold blood like Crips
You dig your own grave when you fucking with the Lord
Catch a fade, probably finna go to Hell anyway

[Hook 2x]

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?