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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

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I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Icewear Vezzo

Free Kill

 

Free Kill

(album: Rich Off Pints - 2021)


(Reul, stop playing with these niggas)
Spin around and hit them boys again since they want recognition
What? (Drank God)
Big gang, nigga, Drakey gang, nigga
Know how we coming, nigga
Yeah
Pour me up, though, gang, alright

Spin around and hit them boys again since they want recognition
I won't stop until them niggas dead, bitch, we gon' step for Rizzy
Thirty poking, we got TECs and glizzys, chopper came with Mickey
Pint of Wocky, barely sip that Trishy, all my hoes keep blicky
Yeah, bitch, we oh and fifty
Black Amiri, stuff about one-fifty of them Rolling 60
Hit Ohio, I just got two brickies, on the road with Whitney
On a mission, oh, he owe that? Bitch, I'm gon' blow that whistle
Hmm, yeah, I put my hoes on bitches
Bust her down and tell her what I want, yeah, I mold my bitches
Niggas on the 'Gram, they cuffing rats, I don't pose for bitches
Ghetto niggas, Forgis on the Wraith, put my Rolls on sixes (Rolls on that, nigga)
Yeah that's my jewelry talking (My jewelry talking)
That new Maybach got a voice, sound like Siri talking (Sound like Siri talking)
Why all your homeboys keep on dying? Niggas clearly soft (Too soft)
Brick of dog, bust it out the wrapper, this the purest raw (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah my Trackhawk cost one-twenty, that's how that Jeep feel (Drank God)
Man I snatched a nigga soul, that's how this beat feel
Yeah, do a mixtape for my label, I need three mil' (Need three mil')
Pussy reaching for my chain, we got a free kill (We got a free kill)

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