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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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Waka Flocka Flame

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Short Fuse

(album: DuFlocka Rant: Halftime Show - 2013)


Keep hustling, don't stay down
Keep serving nigs till you wear the fucking crown
On my side of town he rose down
Shot with you 3 times and rub your ass the 4th
Pack in, so the young niggas workin
Pulled up on your block in the maybach with boss curtains
Never could be broke with a loaded pistol
Stay down in the trap till the laws get you
Ah, hey shout out to the real niggas
Hoe is showing my jewelry, fans snappin pictures
I got money I got guns and I'm bout to issue
May the lord be with you when the fuckin hollows hit you
Clayton county, clayton county

Blood on my hands, I done got my hands dirty
Niggas went to playing girls, so we went to murkin
Gun fights, porch tries
No witnesses, so they had to throw it all
To the death of me, I'm a be a living legend
Rich crest king nigga, you a fuckin peasant
Wise guy, I got mob ties
Feds follow me around, I lie a mob life
I give a order, niggas getting wet
Pull up on the set, my young niggas got that set
I supply the town nigga when I come around
Me and waka flocka, we gonn gun you down!

I was born in a cellie full of drug dealers
Started sellin dope as a young nigga
I make a hustle you ain't never seen nigga
You just smoking reggie and I smoke og nigga
On everything I love I put you on your feet nigga
I don't need a bitch to free band sleep with me
And everything I got, I got it out the jug miss
Do what the fuck I wanna do cause I'm a boss nigga
And every 3rd time I serve you, take you off nigga
Bricksquad monopoly, shake the dice nigga
Parking mob place, we gonn do you right nigga
Young scooter, flock flame on sight nigga!

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