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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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Ghostface Killah

Milk Crates

 

Milk Crates

(album: Hidden Darts (Special Edition) - 2007)


"I've got the feeling.. I hear the sound"

[Ghostface Killah]
Eh yo, I'm here to toast an MC like my name was Grand Puba
Run up in the large house and throw out the Ruger
Some say I'm good others pray the want me to fall
Battle me come one, come all I leave ya jaw hanging
New York City Slinger Stark Nitty
I'm straight like a flat chester with some low titties
Plus my chain hanging down to my dick
CB hits grand on the hits Star Trek VI
Black flicks come on..
We fuck prostitutes tie 'em to the bed
Throw 'em in the lasso giving me backstage hed
Picture me in Isreal sandles Gucci open-toe
Book of Life two on Camay no H2O
Bandit I'm like Moses split the sea
Y'all split jeans my last tape was the illy poster
Move crowds like the March of Dimes fuck this rhyme..

[musical breakdown]

"Up next.."

[Ghostface Killah]
Walter in Dr. Jay's rock the Jay's
Spot niggaz with K's son they feeling your ways
It's like mayonaisse old people love you corns on their feet
Fifteen, twenty deep you walked in, cross street
Walk under red light sound went through Crown Heights
Even had 'em on bikes they was starting fights
New Years had 'em all drunk lazy eye Milton
Found a bump tried to buck and
Scotty snatched Janet's wig off that night
Shit got hectic barber Jim fucking old man Chef
But God shit's real as a fuck
Throw a buck on Chuckle-Up Thunderbird in cuffs
Skeeter with no teeth night train lips
Beefing with police Grade-A inch knees
Duke blew a bag with him he got butt-naked in the 'villes
Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill..
Throw a buck on Chuckle-Up Thunderbird in cuffs

done

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