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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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We're live, we're live, we're live, we're live, we're live
We're live, we're live
Bare chattings, but time will tell, you get me
Bare gassing on the machine as well, they know
My manna get banged, mh-mm
I-I-I love Chris Rich
Eugh, listen

We pop champagne in the club 'cause the lifestyle used to be horrid
Up town bitch in a five star nightgown giving me knowledge, supply down, VV's foreign
Better tuck with your porky
My broskis are blacked on black, got my ski like Gotham (Eugh)
Skip the batman, step with my jewels, I rock them (Mhm)
Blood, he's a joker, my nigga got them (Whoosh)
Tell them young gunners "Come 'round and flex with the goons"
I'll bust them, I'll bust them
Top hit on my plate, fuck fame, on my bruce, I'll chop them, that ain't a problem (Braoh)
Had enough of Amiri jeans, I still drop them (Rah)
I want Chrome Hearts, Corteiz, Celine, all Yves Saint drip, but I already copped them
She want tug love, come and be with a boss then

Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)
Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins
All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)
I don't trust, but she know my problems
Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr)
You like gun men? Let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)
Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins
All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)
I don't trust, but she know my problems
Baby, don't speak when I plot them (Grr)
You like gun men? (Eugh), let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often

We don't trust them niggas 'round the other side
We let them hollows fly, another homicide (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
'Cah my OT kicking for some other guys
I ain't got no time, bro's qual' time (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Never do old fashion, I need more designs
Always been on lacking, so we got that bang (Grr)
Yo, always been on lacking, so we get that bang (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Pay attention 'bout that COVID 19, homie sanitize
Made the banger rise, done a load kweffings (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bitch)
Done a load of cheffings, we can't glamorize
We got banging rights (Gang, gang, gang, gang, shit)
This badinha dumb, she couldn't be my wife
I don't love her, fuck it, I just jeet her twice
Ahaha, yo, if I wanna floss, I cop a G-O twice

Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)
Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins
All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)
I don't trust, but she know my problems (Mhm)
Baby, don't speak when I plot them
You like gun men? (Grr, eugh), let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often
Bro's up in a backroad, shit out of Compton
She hear my tunes on a often (Mhm)
Plain Janes, no bust downs, these no more top tins
All the bad bitches play my songs often (Grr)
I don't trust, but she know my problems
Baby, don't speak when I plot them
You like gun men? (Grr, eugh), let's have fun then, come then
All the bad bitches play my songs often

I-I-I love Chris Rich

done

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