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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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Giggs

Ice Cream

 

Ice Cream

(album: Hollowman Meetz Blade - 2009)


I ain't feeling any love
Niggas plotting to merk me and trust me I feel it in my blood
Believe me I'm a thug
But I'm blessed by the Lord
Think I'm crazy fam I feel it from above
Recognise a G
True that up in the shup shit
These niggas started recognising me
But motherfucker don't be pressurising me
Got my pistol side of me
If I lift it that's just exercise for me
I'm running out of pump
Smoked about a nosy 'cause I'm low key and I ain't coming out for months
But when I start running out on punks
Shells hit your back and coming out your front
Got a blunt to pull
A pumpy talk
Nigga I don't stunt with jewels
Don't let me get that UMP with force
That's a silly fucking stunt to pull

Niggas like me bang
Rolling in a whitish van
Got the strally in a Nike bag
And I ain't got a icy hand
But the way I talk white
I should be the new ice cream man

Niggas like me bang
Rolling in a whitish van
Got the strally in a Nike bag
And I ain't got a icy hand
But the way I talk white
I should be the new ice cream man

You know I keep the toasters packed
Rolling with the loaded Mac
Got the strally with the scope and that
These niggas must be smoking crack
'Cause the nose on the Luger is similar to Postman Pat's
If I ever get my foot in the door
All these fake arse rappers I'll be cutting them all off
These niggas ain't bucking their tool off
This rap shit stinks
I'm thinking 'bout fucking it all off
Me and my shooters that lead claps
So you can come around with your dead straps
Squeeze off, take off the head back
(What you think Giggs is real?)
I want to know who the fuck said that
I'm a pistol spraying artist
And the most sophisticated hardest
Get a chance I'm a manipulate the market

Niggas like me bang
Rolling in a whitish van
Got the strally in a Nike bag
And I ain't got a icy hand
But the way I talk white
I should be the new ice cream man

Niggas like me bang
Rolling in a whitish van
Got the strally in a Nike bag
And I ain't got a icy hand
But the way I talk white
I should be the new ice cream man

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