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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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FreeLilRoy

 

FreeLilRoy

(album: Kold Face Kold Kase - 2018)


Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah yeah, c'mon...

I just want the money bags, I'm screaming free Lil Yo
Ayy, just want the dough, I be scheming on the low, yeah
What he on? 'cause really we don't know
I told Lil Roy to get the door, two-two-three, bitch hit the floor
Uh, ayy, spin his block
Ayy, let off some shots, yeah
That ain't your nigga if y'all never bumped it out, okay
They gon' run with that, now watch 'em run with this
Thirty toting and I'm down to blitz
Head first, I hit him in his shit
That ain't my nigga jit, that ain't my fucking kid
Free my nigga, let him out the pen
Hard head and I be going in
Fourteen hundred jit and I can't fucking switch
Toting tools, yup, heavy sticks
Kel-Tec with a stupid kick
I be kicking shit like karate kid
Chop him up and watch his body split
I got some young niggas really with the shit
Grew up without a father, bastard child from the Bricks
Left pepper by the door, yeah, we just hit, can't trace the scent
Cracker blitz by six and when I hit need every scent
I'm striking pointing windows, forty hit you like a bitch
I had to wait in line for this, Glock say twenty-six, yeah
Chopper eat your block like some sushi, sleep with fish
Drum with fifty shots and the beam came with the stick
I don't want the bop, man all she for is eating dick, ayy, yeah
Come on, all she for is eating dick, ayy yeah

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