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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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Westside Gunn

Ostertag

 

Ostertag

(album: Hitler Wears Hermes 8: Side B - 2021)


[Stove God Cooks:]
Ah

Don't make me send my dawg through there in a UCONN mask (Hahahaha)
Husky nigga hanging out the two door Benz (Brr, bah bah bah bah bah bah)
Brick in my daughter newborn bag
When they was scared to get it through the mail, man, I went Utah Jazz (Woo)
They said, "Stovie, think you made it?" How can I decipher?
Just know that I jumped in and killed, bitch, I'm Roddy Piper (Just know that)
They love my album like I died (Like I died)
I'm thirty kilos high, I brought the stove alive (Woo)
Then I dance on it
Last one had Hitler stamped on it, twenty-four carat gold pan jumping
Two hundred bands in the Chrome Heart pants, it's nothing (It's nothin')
I read your offer, that shit was disgusting (Haha)
I might sell my next shit for a million (For a million)
Only seven copies and I'm dead for real (I'm so serious)
Tell your favorite rapper I don't feel him (Tell him I don't feel him)
Tell the plug the doors is off, it's time to fill up (It's time to get it)
If we make it home, we gon' kill him
Wins like this (Woo), feel like when the Pistons had Chauncey Billups (Stove)

[Outro:]
Ain't that the word on the street
FLYGOD has the best shit

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