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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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Free Nationals

The Rivington

 

The Rivington

(album: Free Nationals - 2019)


(Yeah, this shit beautiful nigga)
(The Free Nationals)

[Conway:]
Look, Pyrex got the cocaine resin in it
See the rappers in the trash
We was heavy whipping
Used to bag it up and finesse the kitchen
Feds close cross the mob let the dezzy lift 'em
Told them "No trapping around here"
But he ain't never listen
Had my youngins kick his door
Now his fetti missing
They found his body but his head is missing
Spent his bread with my jeweler he made the bezzy glisten
Blood bottles got the pony head
Three racks with the christen and copped the only pair
I put up numbers nigga, Kobe here
Diamonds in the Rollie clear
Grammy weak but twenty of my homies dead

Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, oh)
Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, hey, hey, yeah)

[Westside Gunn:]
Yo, you like the bag on my dope
Cook all my dope
I had to get a mote, you took all the dope
Paying niggas no mind, them other niggas broke
Shoot at 'em 223 semi in my scope
You the best bitch ever, plus you cook the best jerk
All pink FNH in your purse, we love to eat, watch the ocean
When we get home, I'm a eat you till you cry
Buy you frozen gela, just for nothing
Shut up your ex nigga, how I was bugging
You looking at me when you suck it
Does your mom know you do that
I blew your back out first day
Yo West, can you nut on my face
I fell in love right there

Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, oh)
Halla, halla, halla, if you want to have a suite (I got you, hey, hey, hey)

done

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