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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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J. Stalin

Dreamin

 

Dreamin


City of death, homicide on every corner;
Eight in the morning I'm at the mall tryna buy some Jordan's;
Call me a hoarder, tennis shoes everywhere;
But when you selling coke, you don't have a care.

I'm talkin Peruvian, pure coke white as Cher;
Got it in the trunk like a spare tire;
Money on his head that's murder for hire;
I seen a fiend sell his soul for a dime rock;
Then he came right back and sold his son's X-Box;
I pray to the Lord, this shit gotta stop.

Everybody walk around with 2's on repo[?];
Speakin in codes, tryna get the line on the kilos;
They tappin phones and tryna give us to Rico;
I'm tryna get rich and give back to the people.

CEO no nigga you ain't my equal;
See before, I can see the fake in you;
Cuz you never act like a real nigga do;
Niggas talkin and knocks throwin surprise parties.

But we ready for the beef, nigga Arbie's;
Livewire MC, you see us on them Harley's;

Yeah, it was me nord and bang bang[?]
Nigga, tryna make a mil a day.

[Hook:]
Lyin on my side, in my hand there's a grenade;
On the corner grindin since the tenth grade;
Cuz I only like to dream about, gettin paid;
Cuz I only like to dream about, gettin pain;
40 on my side in my hand there's a grenade;
Still sellin dope, since the tenth grade;
Cuz I only like to dream about, gettin paid;
Cuz I only like to dream about, gettin paid.

Money on my mind, landlord at the door;
Tryna kick a nigga out cuz I'm sellin dope;
Import export, money in the transaction;
Bangers on me always, killas in my fuckin faction.

You niggas savin bitches like Ansel[?] Jackson;
These hoes settin niggas up and ask 'em what happened;
He gotta have it my nigga and he just can't kick it;
Therefore, his digits is limited.

[Hook]

Livin life wicked, tryna touch a mil ticket;
Get it on the streets then send it to the niggas in prison;
Cuz I can see you fake niggas through this tunnel vision;
Disloyal see a nigga shot and then his blood boil;
In the kitchen my mama cookin it to the oil;
Get the birds cross state, to the Georgetown hoils[?];

Now I'm in the Porsche, it feel like 500 horses;
Now I'm in the Porsche, it feel like 500 horses.

[Hook]

done

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