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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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(album: WhiteRapper - 2012)


Swishing the game
Gripping the grain
Taking the picture and flipping the frame
Blunts to the the face that's every day
Love it so much I might marry the Jane
Now fuck that, that's corny shit, but it rhyme right so I said it bitch
I'm chilling bitch on my lavish shit, you ain't no where close to my level bitch
Big minerals on my [?] bitch
Fresh fruit, flood my plate
Stay out my rays like a freckle bitch
Cause you are my son and I am your maker
Riding scrapers, out in Vegas on the old strip going 88
Too many drugs I think I'm bouta faint, but we got too many rolled I ain't waiting
I ain't bout praying
I ain't bout making up gods in my head to help me get through the day
I ain't bout the rain I ain't bout the pain
I kick hella raps and smoke hella weed
That's just me, that's just SESH
18 and I get better like every day of my fucking life
I got a million in my hand and it's bouta take flight like

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