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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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Chester Watson

Spliffs

 

Spliffs

(album: Past Cloaks - 2016)


[Chester Watson:]
I been in a daze, getting blazed everyday
Getting paid with my man, smokin Js to the face
In the land of the snow, land of the vacant
Scandinavian piano rolls on my playlist
Damn, like I open up the ears of the ancients
And play that Sylvester during improvisation
The fam is the standing, ventilating Nu Age
The clan gives no answers, what can I say vanish like
Dracula and the mirror and the candlelight
Henny boys so the antics kinda shoddy vibing
Now I'm in the lair with the manic fan Bobby Bobby Raps...
... and produces where you at?

[Bobby Raps:]
I get no coverage like a bum in the winter
Ain't ate shit all day I guess this blunt is for dinner
I run with them sinners, the hunger in my stomach it lingers
Just hit a couple of stingers blunt look like gorilla fingers
I tell my baby bro let's go tear the block up
I'll stop rapping when they lock them fucking cops up
On a quest for fulfilment, my expectations are low
Another year in the life, I guess it's taking it's toll huh
And Chester like my long lost brother
300 like Keith Cozart mixed with Gerard Butler
Scars on my face reminding me of all my mistakes
That's why I bought me these chains
So I never forgot where I came
You uh wah who do fuck
Bitch I am a troubadour
Hit your ass like booyaka
These boys slow, time to go, vamanos
Your bars like Rey Mysterio, they on the ropes
I don't give a fuck what your man said
I got more bars than a light skinned Xan head
Your world domination plan dead
And these other boys spoon fed
St Paul with his tomb...

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