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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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Upchurch

Deep Inside The Stix

 

Deep Inside The Stix

(album: Chicken Willie - 2016)


Church
(Church)
(Let the band play)
(Cheatham County)
(Cheatham County)

Who the fuck am I? I'm the king of the hick shit
Bossing what I wanna be except it ain't all stix
Yeah I'm redneck, ratchet like a strap on a YZ
And all the way up like my little cracker OMB

I'm from a rowdy place it looks like Sleepy Hollow late at night
So don't go running out of gas, we ain't got trespassing signs
Dogs run loose, yeah they bite, I got like 8 or 9
Got a chip up on my shoulder, holding loaded smoking .45s
Been through a lot of shit, I 69 your damn opinion
Hillbilly shit, yeah, my momma knew she raised a hellion
Age 16, I was sneaking out, late night rebellion
Then she found them steroids in my bag and called the county sheriff
Ain't nobody perfect, damn near everybody makes mistakes
Don't go judging me unless you trying to get your teeth misplaced
Raised by them skins, creek water make my heart beat
Don't go walking in my woods unless you want that 40

I'm from deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
Deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
So don't come up in my spot, trying to tread on me
I keep them flags flying, boy, and that lead on me
I'm from deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
Deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
So don't come up in my spot, trying to tread on me
I keep them flags flying, boy, and that lead on me

I'm a hicktown rockstar, scars and they cover my body
Surrounded by some sexy ladies, looking like some supermodels
I'm Nascar with my style, done lapped y'all like 9 times
I'm Earnhardt in his prime, I sleep in the winner's circle since I tend to be there all the time
I do what I do for the folks like me, [?] stains on my jeans
Waking up, bust that clock at 3 with a little bit of gas and enough to eat
Everybody now facing that struggle, I'm about to bust your bubble
Ain't nobody fucking with me, I got merch from all the rubble
They calling me a rapper, shit, I'm just an ex-construction worker
I'm painting my own legacy and hanging rappers like drywall
Michael Jackson on them bitches, grabbing on my white balls

I'm from deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
Deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
So don't come up in my spot, trying to tread on me
I keep them flags flying, boy, and that lead on me
I'm from deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
Deep in the stix where the mud gets thick
So don't come up in my spot, trying to tread on me
I keep them flags flying, boy, and that lead on me

Church
Church
Church
Church

done

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