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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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Freestyle

 

Freestyle

(album: Just Re'd Up - 2011)


Real nigga, self made, that's straight up
I don't walk in the door 'til them niggas pay up
Niggas start tripping
We bust, they duck, they run, they stuck, they homie hit, they fucked
Nigga, that's how it go in the hood
Mike see the hood, hit up on the store in the hood
You can catch me on the 8 or on the 4 in the hood
On the bike running from the popos in the hood
Went months without cable 'cause my momma wasn't able
Now I'm stacking paper, tryna sign the homies to the label
Niggas stay hating and I stay banging
I never gave a fuck or caught fades in my braces
The game is so basic
You probably think it's complicated
'Cause most of these niggas mindsets is discombobulated
My bad, sorry for the big ass words
Flying on jets that look like big ass birds
I fuck with gangsters, strippers, rich ass nerds
Nigga, this that herb
Let me hit that purp
That bitch you wit', I hit that first
I heard your girl from the flip, yeah that bitch got burnt
Half of these niggas lying 'bout all the niggas they murked
I'm a G 'til I'm buried six feet under the dirt
Yeah, my momma all sad that I'm never at home
And my daddy all happy that I'm finally on
Pushaz Ink, all I know is Pushaz Ink to the dome
I got shooters, them niggas only think with the chrome
I'll sneak in your home
Yup, I used to be a flock boy
I grew up breaking the rules 'cause I was listening to Hot Boys, bitch

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