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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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Live In STL

 

Live In STL

(album: Rich Off Pints - 2021)


Damn, Max, this one's too hard (Whew, hm)
Hold up, Crystal, let me talk this shit real quick
You know them people listening (Sike)
Aight, I want them sitting down
Yeah, yeah

Move around this bitch look like I know something (Huh)
He keep moving in secret, I'm gon' blow something (For real), yeah
Wipe that nigga nose he think it's alright, come on (Achoo)
I mean, give that boy a towel I think his nose running (Ugh, woo)
Yeah, bitch, I got a attitude
My bitches say I'm kinda rude, be flexing, got all kind of juice
He can get that Wockhardt or that kiki, got all kinda juice (Skrrt)
Nigga just be looking at that blicky, he ain't tryna shoot
Walk em' down, we gon' chalk him down, Draco hawk him down
I'm from the Mile, bitch, I rep that 6, but be all around
Shoot that bitch and I don't need no help, or don't call around
I get sneaky with it, if he p knock his daughter down, I'm sorry
Yeah, I want my trap back
AR with the scope, it's big as hell, I call it fatback
Call my doctor up, he called his "Yeah, we need Act' back"
Fuck the music, I don't care about fame, I let the racks stack
Freaky bitch, met her in the Louis, yeah she a nat-nat
You just make a statement, you hit the stand, you a rat-rat
Told the opps I'm smoking on they mans, this a pack-pack
Karo-ed 'em then I rapped about it, he a jack-jack
Yeah, bitch, this chain a hunnid pack
MAC-11 with that thirty on it, he do the jumping jacks
Sold a brick, took a basket out it, gave a onion back
I found my plug and told him work ain't come, I need my money back
Hold on (Man, Drank God), fuck it, I'ma keep going
Diamond chain and it got them pointers, this bitch keep snowing
In Detroit, it get hot as hell, but it keep snowing
Hit him with that shit that blow dryer, I just keep blowing (Pop, pop, pop), for real

That's it, I really quit right there (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Give me an adlib (Drank God, Rich Off Pints, bitch)
We really rich off pints, nigga
Mm, alright I quit, cut it

done

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