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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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Joey Trap

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(album: PROFESSIONAL - 2021)


I came from the mud, made thousands off of ziplocs
I came out the mud, ayy

I came from the bottom, I made thousands off of ziplocs
Rollie, rollie, like my rosary, no tick tock, uh
Pray to God we make it out from all this stick talk
[?] spider drive it fast, spinning big blocks
[?], like woah
Clip on me, like woah
Bitch wan' eat, like woah
Come get dick, she old
Come get deep, she old
I had the Glock when I came out the trap
Feel like a maggot, I'm bringing it back
I'm off of ecstasy, I feel intact, ayy

I'm balling even with injury, huh
I'm never seen nothing but victory, huh
I'm selling grams it gets slippery, huh
We put you outta your misery, huh
Made it out the trenches, huh
Rari rari flexing, huh
You ain't sure you guessing, huh
Got your shorty dressing up
Wavy I be soul, soul searching
Ziploc, I sold dope on purpose
Shorty bad, but she know I'm working
Porsche truck and you know I'm swerving
I'm [?] mystery, huh
Your shorty over here kissing me, huh
Think I'm the G.O.A.T. in the industry, huh
You cut it open with symmetry, huh
My shooters doing geometry, yeah
Think that the police is on to me, yeah
I think I need an apology, yeah
None of these rappers is as hard as me, yeah
Benz truck or the Wraith, yeah, I'm choosy
Came far with my life, like a movie
Chops up on my stick, Call of Duty
Watch us and you know we make movies

I came from the bottom, I made thousands off of ziplocs
Rollie, rollie, like my rosary, no tick tock, uh
Pray to God we make it out from all this stick talk
[?] spider drive it fast, spinning big blocks
[?], like woah
Clip on me, like woah
Bitch wan' eat, like woah
Come get dick, she old
Come get deep, she old
I had the Glock when I came out the trap
Feel like a maggot, I'm bringing it back
I'm off of ecstasy, I feel intact, ayy

done

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