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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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Cold Hart

Backpack

 

Backpack

(album: The OC Season 1 - 2016)


[Cold Hart:]
Cold Hart
Black Kray
GBC
Goth Money

My backpack, my backpack
I might have some drugs in my Gucci backpack
My bags packed, my bags packed
I might leave home and never come back
My backpack, my backpack
I might pull up to the scene, Tommy backpack
Like that, yeah it's like that
Shawty so boujee but I like her like that
These hoes mad, but I'm glad
We at the citadel and we popping tags
I might go to Tokyo just to blow a a bag
She might be in Japanese clothing when I'm back
I might not lie, I might not cry
But the pain I feel yeah, I feel it inside
Just look at my ride, watch the engine cry
When I'm on the highway, I be flying right be
Remember watching MTV, Pimp My Ride
Now I pull up in the navigation inside
My and HotBoy KK in that brand new ride
Riding dirt bikes down the block all night
Shawty is a vampire and she might bite
I'm in Texas and LA, same night
Rolling fat woods, now I'm feeling so nice
You ain't living right but this is just my life, yeah

[Black Kray:]
Went small shopping, rocking with my baby
Cocaina Rari, skrrt skrrt bitch, get back
SickBoy, what you smoke bro? Sick off that gas pack
With my nigga Cold Hart, rockstar with big racks
Pull up in yo bitch car, [?]
Broke nigga, big knots, rubber band, the shit's popped
Seen her ass on [?], she a damn thot
Gotta wipe my wrist up, shined up and pissed off
Every chance I get, boo, hit the damn mall
500 dollars, spend that shit off
Walking with my backpack, but no school yeah
Lil Shyne shined up all day, year long

done

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