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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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(album: PROBOSCIDEA - 2020)


Slept on cots and couches, cell blocks and houses
Of close friends, back hurt cause all of their furniture broken
You throw a little something towards the rent to help em
But it's clear you done overstayed your welcome
Niggas seldom escape the hell that held em
And get back to the place they fell from
Well um, me, I came back harder than ever
I'm too cold for your little cardigan sweater
I'm so sharp leave a nigga artery severed
A part of me raps a part of me I'm partially tethered
Told two we gotta finish what we started together
So until they lock the caskets, drop nothing but classics
Pop one of you bastards, flop and then stress the king
I'm sitting in the throne eating lemon peppered wings
All these rappers are trash just quit asking me about 'em
You done covered for a coaster and I'm ashing on your album
They been killing niggas off I ain't asking how come
I'm at the window with the stick like Malcolm
Your favorite rapper signing deals getting shelfed
Allow me to reintroduce myself my name is
G-R-I-P, yea

Why niggas don't buy land when they touch bread
Instead they go get them an apartment and buckhead
Cop a charger, a camaro, and some new apparel
Can't see the bigger picture cause they view is narrow
Kinda like staring down the shooters barrel
That cash talk got his last thoughts splattered on asphalt
Niggas is trash please don't let em gas y'all
I'm still in my bag from last fall
And y'all don't wanna see poppa with a brand new bag
I fuck around and take everything you have
I get being trendy but I can't do fads
Y'all was crafting an image while I ran through pads
I know for a fact you not as tough as you look
You was shuffling books when I was fucking with crooks
I weigh in on these beats and and the scales get tipped
Somebody gotta do it, who else but grip (Yo)

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